I haven't been able to think straight for the past few weeks. Because of Jared Thail. The handsome, wondrous, magnificent Jared Thail. That I have had a creepy crush on since I was 8. I managed to build him up on a pedestal where he's my knight in shining armor that will save me from everything. Mom's flakiness, her occasional pedophile boyfriend, Dad's inability to stay in one place for more than 2 weeks, Kyle's bad habits, and always having to be the responsible one.
I've never been able to let someone else take charge and do everything like; pick up Mom when she's drunk, high, or been recently dumped, make sure Dads not breaking any laws, and keep Kyle from destroying his future.
You'd think at I get a break at school, but no. My partners on projects are always saying, "But Kim you're much smarter in this subject" or "I don't want to get in your way while you're working." They always just talk to their friends anyways.
Hold on I'm getting off track here. Well anyway Jared has been gone for the past 2 and a half weeks. 18 days to be exact. So I have course have been slowing losing my sanity.
The really messed up part is the only time we talked this whole year was when he asked for a pen which he didn't give back. He usually looks right through me, which has caused many nights of crying and loneliness, which caused Kyle to target him, then after words Jared and, his jerk-off friend, Paul would target me. It's an endless cycle of pain and misery which mostly affects me.
I'm surprised I haven't cracked yet. Ladies and gentlemen my name is Kimberly Fiona Connelly and this is my messed up life story.
