I’m so freaking tired of my parents favoring Kevin and Kathleen. Like effing seriously. I’m tired of being freaking left out of every event, whether it’s a family gathering or whenever we go out, or whenever we’re just home in general. All they freaking favor are them two. They don’t listen to anything I say or do. They don’t care of what I say or do. All they care about is whenever I get in trouble by my siblings or whenever I’m out too late. They don’t care when Kathleen’s out too late or when Kevin’s out too late. It’s always me. I don’t understand why all of the attention turns towards me when I’m doing something wrong. They never catch my good moments. I can’t wait till I get out of this house. I just want to end my freaking misery already. 

EDIT: There’s also no freaking reason for me to get my license if I’m still gonna need rides from you guys. You guys always told me to keep a promise or to never tell lies. Well you guys are freaking hypocrites. I specifically remember you guys saying “Oh we won’t buy you a new car, just take the Lexus cause we don’t drive i that much” BULLCRAP. YOU GUYS DRIVE IT EVERYWHERE NOW CAUSE I TOLD YOU GUYS YOU SAID THAT TO ME WHILE I WAS ON MY PERMIT. FREAKING HYPOCRITES. FREAKING LIARS TOO. 

EDIT #2: This week, no just kidding, these past 17 years have been horrible. Actually I never really noticed the favoring part ever since I was 12, when I actually learned from this mailman that the middle child is always the one you never remember. At first, I never believed him, until I started to notice everything he told me. “First, they do the most work out of all the siblings” -check- “They get yelled at the most” -check- “They can never get attention from their parents” -check- “Everything that you do is a crime, but when you’re siblings do it it’s fine” -check- “You’re the one that’s most likely to be a delinquent” -check- Like today, my dad didn’t care what I said. I freaking straight up confronted him about how he acts Kevin and Kathleen like royalty, and he’s denying everything I said. Why? He hates being wrong. I’m so glad I’m leaving next year. I honestly don’t care that I’m leaving my friends or anyone. I just wanna leave because of this effing madness. I wish I had a place where I can run away too. But no. The only place I can hide is my room. I just have till June and I’m freaking gone. I hate this family.