The fighting.

it gets annoying after a while

but then it comes to a point where its routine.

you get used to it. Its almost like screaming becomes your talking

and the ammount that it happens in this house

makes me want to just lock up, and hide

it would be easier.

When I was little my mom and dad would be fighting and i would tell them to be quiet

Then i would get yelled at.

I had this spot in my closet behind all my clothes and i would just hide there

and no one could find me,

I wish i still had that spot

my saftey spot.

I wish I could take whatever is causing the fighting all the time

and just shove it someone, lock it in a box

I would give my life if it stopped the fighting for my siblings

its so annoying, and not one person deserves to be talked to like that.

I smile a lot, but i dont know how much longer I can hold it

I dont know how much longer writing can keep me from my urge.

The yelling is driving me up the wall.

I have no escape from it.

and no one except my family will fully understand the extent to how much the yelling and screaming is.

I hate fighting.

Its mean.

But I love

Leif

Shayne

they give me sanity, or maybe they drive me crazy?

 But i love them forever.

<3

College is becoming more and more stressful and im not even there yet

Lord help me haha:)

NMSU,

Here. I . Come.