It's really hot in Markham. I didn't get much sleep.
Everyone seems to be in a bad mood. I bought ugly shoes, just because they didn't have the Lacoste in my size, and my old shoes were hurting me.
I'm so fucking tired.
Not just because of the walking.
Because of the stares. Because of the heat. Because my dad's a fucking jerk. Because my mom's an ignorant pig. Because....
I don't give shit.I'm just so tired.
I want to go home. I can't do anything about any of this. I'm so angry. So frustrated.
These tears are from frustration. I wish I didn't have to hear any of this. I want to just be deaf for those moments. Where those words don't build ugly words in my throat. Build words that hold no meaning or effect to the person I want to direct them to.
I wish could change this part of me. This part that cries. Looks ugly.
Mom don't criticize me. Dad don't look down on me.I just want to make you two happy for who I am. For how I turned out.
Show you I love you and am grateful. Show you to be proud of me and what I've become.
Why won't you understand? Why is both so impossible?
I need to buy more stuff. I need new stuff.
But I can't hold out my hand and take. I can't let go of the old.
I'm just sorry.Whatever.
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So fucking annoying.