Disclaimer: Obviously I don't own HSM
Everyone sees me as a bitch or a drama queen. They just don't see the truth. They don't see how I've sat by my brother's hospital bed day after day as he gets his chemotherapy. They don't see how the doctors say that Ryan's chance of survival is 25. They don't see how I long to be the one in Ryan's place because I can't lose my little brother.
Everyone sees me as a bitch or a drama queen. They just don't see the truth. They don't see how ever since Ryan got sick my parents have been ignoring me. They don't see how my parents get so stressed out that they yell at me for no reason. They don't see how my little brother by only eight minutes have been irritable himself lately.
Everyone sees me as a bitch or a drama queen. They just don't see the truth. They don't see how my brother has to run to the bathroom in the middle of everything to throw up. They don't see how Ryan gets sores all over. They don't see how much of the time he can barely walk.
Everyone sees me as a bitch or a drama queen. They just don't see the truth. I'm a girl who's life is filled with drama and fate is a BITCH
