okhay the next things i´m gonna write here are pretty fucking funny.
really.
i don´t get it how can my life fucking be like this.
just when it´s starting to go up again,. just when i´m managing on my own, being myself and everything, then something like this happens.
i somehow just fucking saw this coming !
i so fucking did.
so the so called story starts a couple of days ago.
or nights actially.
cause during these past 3 or 4 nights i´ve been having these nightmares.
nightmares of me escaping and runnin for my life.
i wake up at the nights, not once, but at least 3 times, i can´t sleep and i´m just so.. it just feels so uncomfortable to be awake for the next hours. then it goes away by the time i get to school cause i get something else to think about.
but today.
today something was just not the same way, everything just felt so, i don´t know, i just felt so fucking anxious, i couldn´t breath properly. but that´s nothing new basically, i have asthma so i´m used to all that stuff.
i left school because i didn´t feel well. there was just something in my mind that made me feel so uncomfortable.
i slept for a while and it went away. i suppose.
then my mom gets home.
i´m sitting in my littlebrothers room, cause the laptop´s in here.
she opens the door and says hi and i say hi back, casually like we always do.
but she won´t close the door.
so i turn and ask what´s wrong what´s in your mind.
and she just keeps being quet.
until she finally opens her mouth and askes if i have a black shirt
or white.
and i´´m like um noo i don´t know why? do you need one?
"no. you do"
O_o
hessu died.
my greatuncle.
her uncle.
this person who´s dear to us all, no matter how funny and silly he is because of his age.
he had been at the hospital for two weeks.
no, nobodyu informed us about it.
nobpdy informed my aunt about it.
no, nobody informed my uncle about it no.
no-one of us knew about it.
except that motherfucking intriguer.
like you haven´t done enough damage to this family.
i remember when i was little i used to wonder why nobody liked you, why mom would always have that look on her face when you came to my grandmothers house.
How my grandma was always so... prepared.
oh i remember those times.
back then i used to think how can somebady not like her sister.
cause i´ve always liked my brother. even though he´s what he is, annoying at times, all that.
and my mom loved her sister, she loves all her siblings even though none of them is fully family to her.
but after growing up a littlebit, i understood it all.
ha, i listened to the conversations, i heard the things that you´ve done.
and i don´t get it.
how on fucking earth don´t you tell your own family about those kind of things?
if someones in the hospital of fucking course you tell their family about it and don´t keep the information all to your self!
jeesus christ.
so this is what my family is like.
or just from my mothers side.
so this is why i´m probably not gonna feel so fucking wonderful or myself for a while.
does always someone have to die so we can meet eachother?
a fucking pparently.
thanks for this..
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