Ell oh ell yo
Lichtenberg figure left on a victim after being struck by lightning
I would proudly wear that scar.. like nigga I got struck by lightning and survived.. and you’re serious trying to fuck with me.. I just withstood a blow from Zeus and your ass wanna fight me.. oh no nigga… nigga no.. for real though… nah.. you don’t want it. You don’t..
just for that comment
Like what? Little gansta
Why is is that we hurt the ones who love us the most?
Just in the little things like that irritated tone of voice: comes out mostly when speaking to my parents.. well, to be more accurate, any of my family members really.
Every time I feel like I’m giving off a negative vibe, I end up feel bad when its already too late (like a dimwit). I then tell myself I won’t do it again or at least that I’ll try not to do it again and not even seconds later.. fail to. With my pride, I’m not able to apologize to them.
Even though they probably won’t read this:
I know I’m not easy to live with. I’m sorry for being a brat 90 percent of the time. I don’t know why I do it. I love you more than you know. And I promise that, with the help of God, I’ll be better.
Your daughter or little sister,
These are the people who know pretty much all my unbearably repulsive flaws, yet they still have love for me. It should come easy being courteous to them, but why is it that I displease them in every way that I can?
We need to learn not to neglect those who care and should be valued in our lives.