tattooo .. but still ...
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I created two more touch, but again are not recolor that sucks .. I do not understand where am I wrong ...
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Hello hello! And here
venting personal
So ... is that too much time there to talk about my problems, this obviously does not imply that it should do it ... but I need it ...
Then we assume that I no longer have a family.
than I thought was the perfect family is indeed revealed an abnormal lie ... not remotely imagine how it can feel ...
E 'horrible ... horrible, horrible HORRIBLE!
Before I had a wonderful relationship with my mom. Now I HATE
odia.MI. Why
growing my character took a turn spills over to that of my paternal grandmother ..
And she hates the fact ... the entire family hates dad, he understood.
Why was actually in love with another, but not to make us suffer (me my sister and my brother) stayed with my father.
There is not only my father did something very ugly and wrong many years ago, but then seemed to have calmed the waters ... until two years ago, everything seemed quiet apparently ..
then checked their friend who is the man with whom she would have wanted to be ... and from there there is no peace ... it is always angry about a bad father, and always with me ... and I have endured for too long ... plus with all the problems I have mine, and you can not guess ... I'm broke. Before I was always
bene.era my mom treats me like a bitch now unknown ... and I understand that in this "family" there are no funds in this house ... in fact I'm terrible, not wait to go ... my sister lives upstairs with the dogs and I never see her, my brother is a little girl of nine years arrogant and arrogant, not to mention aggression ...
The only father that is a minimal deigns to treat me well ... but he works 18 hours a day ... and I never see him.
And believe me it tears my heart to have to say certain things about my mother, who until recently I loved ...
Now it seems to me to live with strangers.
I remember when I was 5 years old and on Sunday I went with dad to fish, there was a calm and a peace that will not try più.Quando NEVER going home mom who was waiting for us and my sister, unfortunately Luke was not born yet .... but we were good ... I was so comfortable protection, love ... everything a child would.
Then since the birth of Luchino I had to take considerable responsibility for eight years I had the phone because sometimes I had to go to school alone, and it was not too close ... I had to follow him when my sister was out and mom too .. with the fear that fell because I was still a child, but I loved doing those things, although I like him more than a year already
TT But that's normal when you are older brothers . Then
to twelve years of my life unfortunately rabalta ... not a negative for the family, but for the school where I was always under fire for serious reasons: I was a boy of 19 years then he did what he did (leave out for now) and people of class he kept calling me bitch because someone had to incriminating photos of our inviiato around ...
But we gave too much weight, of course I did not until he has split his face with a shovel by peasants, and god nose with a newspaper ...
Overall, I spent the years of medium to beat everyone.
not say anything at home, they would do a slaughter of the Virgin Mary ...
But then I was happy I had my best friend, now I feel even more at home with her and ... I was fine ...
Then there was the first year of the top ... the one where I and other guys we were big bullies kicking ass shit .., threatening the professor and the other guys, burning things in the classroom ... not remember ever being stopped down.
Just to make you smile: When I was climbing on the cabinet and I jumped on a professor's and nearly breaking his arm. Another time we
areoplanini of fire and we've thrown out the window, I sent in the ass and the vice president ...
But then it grows, and the year after I was maturatissima and very calm, diligent, polite, kind, cheerful and good ... even though I continued to have some with problemuccio great men but we did nothing wrong ... just asking too many of them kicked out of my life, so nice and in fact some are still friends ...
already completed a good year, and a good summer I was 15 and I made 16.
It is the summer of 2009 that sticks out the friend of my parents.
Let us be clear: mom has always been very consistent and polite to all, has never betrayed anyone or anything.
Then summer ended the nightmare began ... it was always nervous and disagreeable, always thinking of other things and answered all evil, but not too much.
This summer, instead it was the straw that broke the camel's back ... are you doing for the midlife crisis (my parents are not young) do for regrets ... but my mom has changed too.
I always answer wrong, he treats me like a bitch, with enough ... first to take me in for the doctrine has been nearly two years and six months for the back. If I ask a favor
sends me in the ass, if I say no and she lochiede the end.
How I can not say these things ... as I would go back a few years ago ... now I have no reference points, because even if I have tattoos and pircing, I wear lipstick and smoke still remain a little girl seventeen years and all children need a reference.
I know are great, but Christ! I seem to have spent enough ... if I had been at least the family would not have asked troppo.La good life has given me just that ... and now I have lost.
What do I have?? WHAT?
I do not know what to do ... I have too many problems and I can no longer go to school ... so I decided to retire this year then next year when I started fixing things.
Tonight I tried to tell my and are shown inclusive .. but then as usual, has sparked uproar among the and me mum because she is a person of very limited brain does not understand anything ...
And one thing to another has come out of the speech of my health because of them ... I told him flatly that ends here for me, I do not consider them as my family and I gave my reasons.
She was never a cuddly woman, or rather it was for the first three years of my life.
Then obviously liked me and was very clear even without gestures of affection ... every day I play the new behavior, did everything for me especially when I went almost in a coma and was hospitalized for a year.
Then I no longer knew what they meant caresses, but it's not his fault, my grandmother was a woman and not very severe dedicated to the children ... but never mind ..
I know I may seem childish but I always missed my mother a caress, a hug ...
ask so much? I do not think.
A little protection, no help ... I do everything by itself, are completely devoted to myself, then maybe try in the great men that they could not even give me ... a bit of security protection that until There was a long time ago ..
Oh but what's it all about? What does it matter to you?
Sorry but I had to vent ... now I have to wipe the keyboard with tears, but no matter ...
Although I have my friends, my many admirers ... I do not care, everything that I voltuo was simply to go back to those beautiful days when I felt protected and loved by my family.
Well put it this way: I had to grow up too soon, from this point of view.
Now they see me like crazy because it does not clot with small children of my age, why do not I go with the bitch girls my age ... well you know what is? I'm fine with my best friend, partner, and Antoneta start again tomorrow and get out ... it's crazy! Mom is pissed because I've given this punishment alone! Every day I come back with a 7 bell'8 or her duties and in-poor- tells me that it's good enough that I do not have six stress for high grades, and so when you find a bit of humanity and I am happy, but does not want to pretend that I understand the most out of myself, and I can not help it I have to be perfect in what posso.allora here come the injuries, and you're sick of mind, I'll intern etc. ..
But why should I be content as you did??
I want more from this life, I want the best I can get! I do not just engaged to one of the many boys who ask me, go out with the afternoon, making love strictly on a Saturday night and the other days doing homework and spending time with her friends ... To me this
ordinary life is not like it, I do not want to do, because I must be content if I can get more??
I want to live the emotions of all kinds, I find the man who makes me truly the heart beat, I want to live a life full of oddities and experiences!
I am an artist, a mad mind, a genius (like Einstein did not) ... but are highly misunderstood, and obviously having a very modern family is taken as a crazy loony.
But I decided that I do not care ... more from now on I will live as I want, I will continue to go to school and obviously will continue to stress for the votes if I want! Life is mine and what I do I like!
now I do not care more than others think, even what he thinks of my "family"!
I live only for my mad genius and my wacky ideas, and who is not well .... CIA O.
Ok.Cosa you got to do?? Nothing I just needed someone to listen to me (read).
As always thank you in advance for your understanding, and I apologize for the dog to talk badly written and confused ... but that's how I am now!
Speaking of work, I wrote the 5th episode of the story ... know there are over two months, but every day I change anything, and each update is quite large ...
already xD I announce that the first four, almost five episodes are free or nearly the vampirologia ..>:-D
will be something more along the moonlight ... . _.
Oh well .. good night!
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