You think you’re some big bad bitch? Think fucking twice. Yeah you may think you know what you’re doing, but trust me, you don’t. You cause what I like to say is temporary damage. Yeah you cuss me out but that only lasts in that momment. The shit i could do to you would last for months or years. I could shit on your life in two seconds. I could ruin you. I have a highly trained set of skills that i’ve been building for years. I do a good job at hiding the fact i posses these talents but trust me, in a second they can come out. I’ll ignore all your big talk online, but just wait for the day. I could turn everyone you’re friends with against you. I could fuck up your whole life at home too. Making sure you never have a social life again. I know how nice i can be, but you haven’t even seen me try to be mean. Not yet. Get ready, bitch.
This is fucking heatbreaking.
I’m so sick of no one believing in me. I begged you to let me audition for The Voice and you just laugh like you always do. You’re laughing at my fucking dreams mom. Everything i’ve ever wanted, you’re laughing at. You both do. Oh yeah, real encouraging. You guys are the reason i never sing around the house. You’re the reason i only record when you aren’t home. You’re the reason i never tell you if i have an audition or about my youtube channel. Because you could care less about my dreams. Yeah, its a pipe dream and yeah it’ll probably never happen but its everything i’ve ever wanted. You encouraged your other daughter with her dreams. You don’t think broadway was reaching far too? But she’s had your support since day one. Music’s the only thing i’ve ever felt comfortable with. It’s the only thing i’ve ever been good at. I just feel like everything keeps slipping farther and farther away from me. I don’t even know where i belong anymore.
Thats not fair.
You can’t sit here and blame me for the fact YOU didn’t get YOUR lesson plans done for class because i’m here. That’s complete bullshit. Thursday night we did nothing because it was so late. As for Friday night, we didn’t HAVE to go to Red Shed. We went and grabbed dinner, and came back. That’s all I wanted to do. I didn’t choose to stay out until 4 am. That was all fucking you. I didn’t want to be the loser little sister that kept you from going out, so i just went along with everything. You didn’t HAVE to have people over on Saturday to “pre-game”. I know that you know i wasn’t trying to go out again. I passed the fuck out at 12:30. You could have easily stayed in and not gone to the bars again. And then spent the 3 hours you spent out doing your fucking homework. Sunday, we didn’t even do anything. YOU chose to sleep until 4. If you KNEW you had homework, you could have set your alarm and woken up. We saw a movie and got dinner. So don’t sit here and say you didn’t get anything done because you were too busy hanging out with me. I came down here to spend time with you. We could have stayed in and got Red Box every night and you could have taken 3 hours a night doing homework. I didn’t care. I came down to see the campus and to hang out with my sister. That’s it. And now all of sudden, i get dragged into helping you do all your lessons and staying up all night with you because you’re so stressed out. Not that i mind, because i fucking love you a lot and i hate seeing you get stressed out and upset. But the least you could do is not lash out and blame me. I could have gone to bed 3 hours ago.
