Memories (L.S) *Complete*

Entry #6

Entry #6

Hi

So its not a good day. Me and my mum got into an argument. I was joking around and she took way to serious.

I want to be perfect, I truly do. We were talking about that last night, me and my mum. About how my sisters gave off a perfect image. And they are, they're as close to perfect as you'll get. Hardly cried as babies, and never make a fuss about anything. I told her that I wish that I could be perfect. You know what she did. She laughed and said well you're not trying very hard.

I want to be perfect, I want to be perfect so bad, but every time I try. I slip up.

I mean Im not even supposed to be here, it was an accident. My mum didn't want me. Didn't even raise me the first five years of my life. My aunt did.

I was never perfect and I never will be, because I always slip up.

Bye

-Louis