DISCLAIMER: I own nothing besides some of the events. Characters are Disney Channels and the story line most goes too Nicholas Sparks. Thank you for making such lovely topics.
I'll give you my background, my asl, my past, my present, and well, it's hard to think of my future because to tell you the truth, I don't really want to know. If I knew in the beginning of summer that it'd turn out this way, I would've done things differently. If I knew I was going to get hurt I would've watched out. But sadly, I can't change what happened, and I'm glad I can't. It all started on my way to Tybee with my mom. I'll tell you my thoughts while going through it, almost like you were there with me, through every single step. Every single tear I cried, every single smile that I smiled, and every single laugh that I giggled. I hope this doesn't put a damper on your day or your dreams because it tends to have that effect on most people..
It's mid-June. I just graduated from high school. I'm 17 almost 18. I'm a piano player, an amazing one at that. But lately, I haven't played and by lately I mean 2 or maybe 3 years. I had stopped counting…
It's unbearable. I can't get over what my dad did to my mom, and for what? Some slut grinding up and down all over his discostick? I know him better than that or well I thought I did. I thought they were in love, but I suppose I was incorrect. The way the looked at each other, though. It made you feel so unloved and out of place when you were with them. My mom used to tell me that fairytale endings took practice and that it never came out right the first time through. She said that if you had to try to hard it wasn't meant to be. As a little girl she told me that when it was real it would just come naturally. You'd wake up and have to do nothing to impress them as if they took you for who you were entirely. But I guess she was trying to convince herself more than trying to convince me. I still haven't kissed a guy or even held hands with a guy for that matter. I'm a loser because I don't blend in or stand out, I'm completely invisible. As of right now I'm in a car with my mom heading to Tybee, Georgia. Beautiful, unique, tourist friendship and my own personal doomsday. Well, I'm not going there, I'm being forced into a car with my mom for probably the longest ride I've ever taken in a car to someplace I'd rather not be. This is the first time I've had contact with my dad for almost 3 years. No letters, no phone calls, no visits. Mostly because I refuse to open an letter, take any phone calls or see him when he's near. I should make him a card in a few days considering that's the day he left us. Woo, happy 'fuck you' anniversary. After my parents got a divorce, my dads girlfriend that he left us for left him. How the hell did it feel for you dad? Huh? Didn't feel like running in flowers did it? no, it didn't. it hurt, a lot. The reason his girlfriend broke up with him? She couldn't handle seeing my dad angry and still hungover my mom. I know I should forgive him soon though, because although he did leave us, he was my father. But when he left, so did my inspiration for music. I no longer had any thoughts of doing anything including the piano. It still hurts to even see a piano..