you come at me with razor sharp edges, i come at you with love.

she screams the house down, she treats us like the shxt on her shoes, she is childish and will never accept she has issues - she also probably knows she has and doesn't wanna face them. that's the kind of person she is. maybe her ancestors had to survive by being two-faced. but i'm glad me and dad supported one another. i'm glad that i finally told dad how i've been alone in life and i was forced to see my nan's dead body and i had no clue what was going on because no one had explained anything to me. much like everything in the rest of life, but i didn't include that. and he told me he assumed that my mum was teaching me the appropriate ways to live in this world etc and that my grandma being around was enough. yet he said yeah, i'd been sent to childminders and dumped at school for long periods, and that because he didn't have sisters or anything that he didn't know how to deal with raising me (the lil time he was around). and he said he can't go back and change the past but he can do things differently now. i told him it's a bit too late to have a huge impact, but y'know.