When you feel like crying

I don't even know how to describe what happened this morning.

All I can say is I've never taken blame for something I wasn't responsible for like that ever. And it really hurts.
Its not my fault. It really isn't.

I love my father. Don't try to convince me otherwise. Don't try to say you didn't say something that you did. Don't try to tell me that you meant something different and therefore its my fault. What matters is it hurt. I shouldn't be sorry for that right?

Don't make me appologize for you're pain that you could have avoided. I'll smile and say sorry anyway. Just don't expect to see me around anymore. This is it. The end.

I'll survive though. Its funny how you realize how the people sometimes you complain and joke about really do love you and it kinda makes you feel guilty.

so thanks mom. you made the whole situation good once again.