So i have no idea what this is supposed to be. Maybe for someone to read it. Maybe for me to talk to myself like the weirdo i am. Whatever it is. I dont care actually. Whatever.
So im torn right now. I dont know what to do. My parents have been divorced since i was 1. I lived with my mom for a long time. But i didnt know my dad was waiting for a slip up by my mom to take me back. My mom started drinking. My stepfather got sent to jail. My grandma became the central support for money. I didnt know that he planned it. I didnt know that he has been planning it for a while and its punishment for my mom. What kind of person does it take to something like that? To take a person and tear them up for someone elses torture. I can handle it. But the girl i have written about before makes me fall. Everytime im with her i become weak. Vulnerable. Speechless. She cares about me. But not like i do. Caring always leads to misery. Always.
