jubileee;
WELCOME, to my internet diary.
HAKUNA MATATA!
Just a few years back, my sisters would call me princess. And no, not in that way. They would call me that because they thought I got everything I wanted, and when I'd cry about something they would always say "ohhh, princess didn't get she wanted?" and then put on this fake pouting face.
So tell me if I'm a
princess, then why are my clothes washed out and shrinking. Tell me why I only have 3 drawers for ALL my clothes and my sisters have closets and cabinets. Tell me why I have a single air matress and a sleeping bag and my sisters have real beds and bedcovers. Tell me why I'm sleeping in my parents bedroom and they have their own room. Tell me why they have DS,cellphones,cameras and laptops and I have an old mp3 that doesn't even work. Tell me why the only privacy I have is when I'm in the bathroom, barely. Tell me why I have to ask before going into a room and they can just walk in. Tell me why I'm not allowed to hang out with friends when they come home past 12. Tell me why I have to ask for lotion, brush, hair dryer and hair straightner and they just take and grab anytime.
PLEASE,tell me what kind of
princess lives that life.
all I want is a little more freedom...
is that too much to ask?all I want a place where i can be me...
is that too much to ask?all I want a family that doesn't treat me like crap...
is that too much to ask?all I want is
happiness... now tell me
is THAT too much to ask for?
aloha jouela :) if you want me to change anything just let me know - i don't mind ♥ hope you like your layout!
xoxo
rachelle :)
hey jella
ilove you, i
CANT DO blogspots becoz
one: im a noob
and
two: rachelle made mine
kay bye
-JILLIAN :)