Sometimes I think it would be a fabulous idea if I never admit to being related to my family, and just run, far, far away.
Then they do something dorky, and I forget about it.
Then, one of my (many) brothers punches me, and I remember.
Then one of my (many) nieces or nephews runs up and hugs me. And I forget.
Then my parents exert there legal guardian rights, and reminds me how controlling, and possessive they are over me. And I remember.
Well.... You can see the cycle with out me have to list out all my family problems right?
Honestly, I love them. But they are so controlling it ridiculous. Maybe this explains my abnormal thoughts?
And, in case you happen to be wondering, today was oddly enough, very nice. (It was dull, but nice. ) I'm not sure what to do with myself.
Then they do something dorky, and I forget about it.
Then, one of my (many) brothers punches me, and I remember.
Then one of my (many) nieces or nephews runs up and hugs me. And I forget.
Then my parents exert there legal guardian rights, and reminds me how controlling, and possessive they are over me. And I remember.
Well.... You can see the cycle with out me have to list out all my family problems right?
Honestly, I love them. But they are so controlling it ridiculous. Maybe this explains my abnormal thoughts?
And, in case you happen to be wondering, today was oddly enough, very nice. (It was dull, but nice. ) I'm not sure what to do with myself.
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*randomly starts singing* "I'm a punk, I'm a sinner, I'm a lost new beginner...blah-blah-blah Dysfunctional family..." I love that song, but I don't know the lyrics.
Don't worry, my family is almost like that...:-D
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