Drawing Journal #1 || LunarCassiopeia

November 12th, 2017

[12:32 pm]

We were going to head and eat Korean/Japanese food but...

I went to the bathroom to brush my hair and my dad tells me to clean out my hairbrush but I argue it's not dirty.

He then goes one about how I never clean it out and i argue I do sometimes, the he says something along the along the lines of, "When? The last time you cleaned it out was like a year ago."

That's an exaggeration and it was mocking me and so I got really upset by it.

And then my mom was like, "We're not going out while you have that attitude."

But like-

I would be like if you didn't make fun of me.

And I know I'm trying to keep all the sad things away from my drawing journal because this is supposed to be a happy place for me, but-

I can't stop crying and I just feel like falling apart.

Why do most weekends end like this...

Can't it be tomorrow already?

At least I'll be in school away from them.

It's sad that me and parents don't trust each and we have no faith in one another. I don't even tell my parents a lot of things.

In fact, my friends and my Internet friends know more about me than my parents ever will.

Anyways-

I'll just stop here.

Please don't worry about me ^^

I'm sure I'll be fine.

I just need time alone...