Diary Of A Lost Cause

sleeping arrangements

Dear no one.
Before my house was lost in the abyss of "The Family Life Of Broken Bones" (feel free to steal that title) I actually had a stable home...well, as stable as it can get. Disregarding the fact that my older sister would have temper tantrums every other day of the week, if not her my eldest sister would be kicking up a storm about not being able to go out with friends... Whilst I, the young turd that I was sat there and watched, probably being forced into the conversation by looking at one of my siblings and having them scream at me... It was actually quite fun... Idk why. But I'm weird, so deal with it. I've never really had "my own room". Most of the time I would be sharing with my parents (even my mother wasn't as dippy as she is now. Strange.) or my siblings,neither of which wanted to share with me, I was "the boy" of the family,so I would like everything that was polar opposite from my sisters. They'd wear makeup I'd wear camouflage...it's still kinda like that today.  But anyway back to the original plot line of this God awful story. So the point is, I used to live in a stable home where everything was ok. My mum would only have a melt down every so often,you know. Trashing the house,yelling, throwing things..ect. Then we moved into our new house, we thought "oh goody,new start. New home (new year new me 😉😉😉)  and then I was to go to school. I only lived down the road but because I had to look after my mum I was late literally everyday.  Then sometimes everyone else would go to work and my little sister would be left unattended because my mother was crippled upstairs.... No disrespect to the actual crippled people of the universe. Don't kill me ok o.o   .  Anyhoooooo... I spent alot of time indoors and I only rarely went to the shops for her. Then shit hit the fan. (SEE OTHER STORIES PLS) and now I have moved again. I have to wake up at 6 am (almost two hours ahead of my original time) and then catch a bus, among some other things.... But anyway this is the end of the story. My mum is gone now, and I'm living somewhere different, I'm not going to be homeless.....

Have a nice day. Thats all diary.

HHope you enjoyed that picture. Ok...bye