jan 11th.
today my “baby sister” was born, and i honestly don’t care. i really blame my dad for me not caring. i really seen his girlfriend 3 times. once was a coincidence, cause i saw him at the health clinic. the other one was at her baby shower. and the third time was when i slept over that one time. like sure, she’s my sister, but i don’t feel like she is. i feel like she’s my father’s child. i know he’s not gonna care about her like he practically doesn’t care about me. she’s gonna get honor roll in middle school, and he won’t be there. she’s gonna probably going to do something cool, and he won’t be there. tough luck, kid. you better motivate yourself cause our dad is useless. i’m seeing you today. i’m probably gonna stare at you and walk away.
