Yeah so I was just thinking how fucked up my family is.
When I was younger I see things on tv like about a broken family and they’re life is a mess and I was like ” oh my family is perfect that would never happen to me” Until 5th grade came. Yeah, I was kind of old enough to understand the situation. My mom doesn’t visit the Philippines Anymore. My brother was a mess. And all I have was my dad. Then my mom married another man without our knowin then I was like “what the fuck is going on” ” what the he’ll am I suppose to do” I don’t know what’s going on” and all that shit you know. We are veryyy poor (not my mom tho she’s a nurse) my dad is a retired engineer he stopped working because no one would take care of us since mom is actually working. So basically dad isn’t working. My dad is a very nice man. Like he would give his last piece of rice to me just to like feed me you know. He would joke around and make me happy when I’m done or tired from school. I grew up with him. He took care of me for 14 long ass years. And sometimes I was being a bitch to him.
NOW. Soo my mum married this American dude. Now I live here in America. All confused and shit. Everyone be sayin ” wow You’re sooo lucky You’re in America right now, everyone in PI be jealous at you cuz You’re soo cool and all that shit.” lol yeah yeah stfu I know that. O have every cool stuffs in this world. But the question is.
Am I satisfied?! Am I happy in where I am right now?!
Of course not.
You may see me smiling and fuckin around but no. I’m just running away from all that shit that’s been happening in my life.
And all I could do is nothing. Nothing. All I did was watch. Made it happen.
