this is not my week. this is really not my week.

no matter how nice I try to be I still get snapped at. when you're angry at dad, you take your anger out on me. some days I can take it, some days I just can't and today is the perfect example of the days that I can't take it. just one thing will set me off and now I can't stop crying because of how you treat me. the whole fucking day you've been snappy and grumpy, but I just keep out of your way and not do anything to upset you. forget it, I'm too tired for all this shit.

I've been crying so much between yesterday and today.

I hope tomorrow will be a better day which doesn't end with me crying my eyes out.

xoxo,
ness