It used to be much easier to forgive than to forget. “Just wipe down the table and make sure you’ve swept!” I am done getting over things and building bridges, cuz what’s life without a couple of ridges? You say it doesn’t matter but you know it’s not true, but I’ve realized things that matter to me don’t matter to you. They say to say sorry just because it’s what’s right but what if I want a figh...

“I can’t believe you’re going with her!”

I’ve been following my sixteen year old sister around our house for the past hour after she decided to believe our sorry excuse for a mother. Again.

“Reece, Give it up!” She says as she slams one of the boxes into the back of our mother’s green Volvo.

That’s the ugliest car I’ve ever seen.

“She’s just using you Abby.” I’m following her into the house ...

My brother, Dakota, he was always really into gaming and all that techy stuff. Ever since we were kids. Your laptop froze? Dakota had it fixed in an hour at the least. Your crappy desktop from 1995 moving too slow? Dakota had it fixed like new. But one thing about Kota is that he believed anything. He’d probably be one of those idiots who got offered ice cream and would go into the back , not real...