babymittens

Starting to grow so darn weary of this.
Every few weeks it must happen and only to me.
Every time it happens I feel so darn unappreciated, so farking tired of all the accusations, so farking tired of the plain-to-see unfairness of things.
Every time I feel this way, I start thinking of who really cares or bothers.
Of course when I'm fine, I hardly notice. Or rather I still do notice but I can't be bothered, trying to brush aside my hurt feelings. Shes not the only one who treats me this way after all. There are others too. And seriously I don't know why I still bother with them all. And my night just got a whole lot worse. Kate coughed til she vomitted and that also means no school for her tomorrow I guess. Sigh. Murphy's law. Perhaps there is another law that says that when things go wrong, usually it all happens at one go.


I wished Ken was here. Right now.