in the center of a ring just like a circus.

because i have realized by now that that is what my family is- a circus. actually. no. that is what my life is. people are going fucking crazy. seriously. shit wont stop hitting the fan. again. and again. and again. and im pretty sure im beginning to get stressed. like super stressed. and my mom thinks i should start therapy. and my fucking other uncle who doesnt give a flying fuck about our family and what happens to his brother and UGH. all because of his FUCKING FIANCE. where is he every weekend? with her family like an hour away. where should he be? WITH US. helping his brother with the fucking alcoholism. BEING SUPPORTIVE. being THERE for him. NOT TWO HOURS AWAY WITH THIS CHICK HES KNOWN LIKE LESS THAN A YEAR. grow the fuck up. be there for the fucking sibling that needs you.
and dear god grey eyed. you need to grow up too. thats all. you just make it so hard to stick up for you. and do you hear yourself when you speak?
and you emo. i wanna hang out with you in the worst way because i think thats what you need. to take your mind off shit. i get it.
some people say im a little odd. a little? try extremely. look at my family. look at what they do. look at what i do. look at the type of people i like. look at who i try to hang out with. look at the type of people who like me.
saturday is either gonna be really fun or really stressful. im leaning towards fun.