Fuck It And Just Live.

Wow, I never really post more than once in a day. I guess I have a lot going on. I never realized it until now.

My parents are home from their vacation. Everything's back to normal. My dad is back to ignoring me. My mother is back to being a bitch. Really? She's been home for less than an hour and she has already jumped down my throat once. I don't know how much more of this I can take. That woman has made me cry so many times. It's ridiculous. She's suffocating me.

I want to be a better person. I want to be happy and whatever. I want to escape and see the world. I want to do all these wonderful things and these two assholes are dragging me down. I'm trying to ignore their words. I'm trying to ignore their actions. Thanks to them and my brother, this house is hardly a home. Do I sound like a child? Yes. Can you blame me? No. My parents are just not nice. They are so judgmental and whatnot.

I can't find myself here. I can't learn to love life again, here. I can't do anything here. This environment is just so negative. Fuck.

This week was a blast. I loved every minute of it. And then they come home. And it's just hell again. I want to rewind my life back to a few days ago.

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I couldn't tell you how excited I am to be doing nothing this week. I've been in Boston almost every night last week. I just want to relax. Inhale. Exhale.

PS: My sister said that no matter how old I am, I'll always have the laugh of a 5 year old. Haha.