kiyuso
☕ Partially active. Just blogging down my messy thoughts for the record and future references. Also a story writer, typically concerning my gays. I don't particularly have any interests. It's more like, if something piques my interests, I become infatuated or obsessed.
agenda
08/23 My Birthday
9/7 Hello Kitty Cafe Truck
9/28 Tour de Corgi
10/17 Brother's Birthday
10/31 Halloween
11/9 Ramen-o-Rama!
12/5 Wen's Birthday
musings
I write only because there is a voice within me that will not be still. - Sylvia Plath
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She doesn't understand
She thinks she's the only one suffering in this divorce, she thinks she's the only one stressed and helpless. Well, she isn't. All of us are, but she's too blind and stupid to see our feelings. As selfish as she is, she won't even allow me to finish high school in my dearest hometown. She even refuses the proposal of me graduating early, I don't understand her. More so, she doesn't understand me. "I still own you." she quotes as if I'm her property. I can't stand her idealism towards us. She treats us as slaves with no feelings, disregarding our needs and wants. She's so old-fashioned she can't possibly understand the current generation, nor will she ever. I want my education and friends, but she wants her family and is forcing me, even dragging me to that wicked and hateful place. She claims we have no family here that we must go up to where our relatives live, but she just wants to be close to her only sanity after her ex-husband abandoned her. She's at fault, stop blaming it on us. Stop torturing us with your pain, we already have enough, we don't need to bear your burden too. Can't she shed a light and understand our side?
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