sometimes i just really hate my family. we're all so full of s**t the flies won't even tolerate our stentch. we go around, acting like we are happy together, despite the fact that we are divided into two different groups: the rich and the ghetto. or, the less rich that are later regarded as the ghetto by the rich side. and you can see the fake happiness that they get from flaunting their money and acting so superior. it's disgusting. i was suffocating in it our overwhelming s**t-pile. you can see the green waves of filth eminating from their beings. ugh.
then we ALWAYS have to make a scene when we're together in public. today, it was a "mild stroke" from one of the richer sides while eating at a burger place. and because they could afford it, they called for an ambulance to pick her up, though she could walk to the car on her own, as demonstrated when she walked herself to the stretcher when they arrived to take her to the hospital. the ghettos (aside from my parents and i) were riding on their coattails to the hospital to tend to the needs of our fallen family member. bull s**t. they all sat in the waiting room of the hospital, doing what "family" does for one another, because the ghettos wanna be just as perfect a family as any of the richer side.
i hate my family. i hate any and all posers. be serious, what is sitting in a waiting room and disrupting everyone else supposed to do? i realize that you rarely get to see this family, but it's only one person. enjoy the time you have with the rest of the family visiting and return to the hospital to see her once they're done running tests. moral support means you can be anywhere on earth and they'll still feel your love. idiocy means you think you have something to prove by being physically there yet helpless. geez.
 the_forgotten_thought · Sun Jul 25, 2010 @ 09:59pm · 0 Comments |
