I could really cry to sleep thinking about everything that's happening.

Miscomm, all that messed up family relations and communications. I could predict every action of my parents when I say certain things and it makes my heart break even more when they prove to be right.

:'(

Once again, I really doubt the definition of family and parent-child relationship in my home. I don't even feel like I could call them 'my family'

So f**king messed up or maybe I should stop having expectations.. But I don't know how.

And nobody ever taught me how to communicate with them when they don't even try to understand or listen to me.

Just one little incident and everything and every horrible I've ever felt pours down on me like hailstorm. I can't take it.

I can't. I can't handle this.

I want to escape.

I want to grow up.

I thought things are getting better. But maybe I'm wrong again.

&the pages keep turning.