| "No it's not going to stop, so just give up." As I predicted, this birthday is shaping up to be a complete disaster. My head aches and I'm spinning around in circles. My eyelashes are wet. My heart is breaking. I'm back on a liquids only diet. I don't want to die like Jimi Hendrix. Today was wonderful. Driving around with my brother I noticed he's on his way to being an okay kid. He told me he likes Weezer and we drove around with the windows rolled down and the volume turned up. We talked for once, and he said some things that cracked me up. Maybe he does have a personality. One day, he'll be cool. But later everything came crashing down. Things like this shouldn't happen to someone once in their life, twice is too much. And I hate my father for doing this to me, and I can't believe that my brother will have to go through it too. Alone in the car, it's kind of obvious to me that this isn't something that I can fix. I can yell and cry as much as I want but in the end, nothing will be different and I'll just end up with a headache. I don't think it will stop me. Tonight I think the face on the moon was crying with me. |
