Got Something You Want To Let Out Part 2

Oh hmm, I don't know what to say... I hope you two can work it out, and even though I don't know what happened, you shouldn't think about yourself that way hun.

 

-_- Why do you think that?

 

I hate how my grandparents act like I owe them my time when I'm 17 and growing up. There comes a fucking time when I don't want to hang out with them basically. Jesus fucking christ.

 

Now he's relapsed again. *smacks forehead*

I'm just wondering, when the overdose happens, will I even care? I'm so tired
of this shit.

 

Just heard this on the news:

A muslim woman was in labor so she went to the emergency room of the hospital with her husband. Her child was in danger so they had to perform a c section, but the only doctor allowed to make the injection on call was a white man.

The husband didn't allow this doctor to make the injection so they had a discussion for over two hours... finally he let him do it but only when his wife would be covered up completely with just 10 cm² skin showing where the injection would be made.
After that the doctor had to leave immedeatly and listen at the door if the child's heart was still beating.

Are these people insane? That child was in serious danger.

"We first look for a woman doctor, then a male muslim doctor and then possibly a male doctor..."
To be frank, I think not even 2% of all Belgian doctors are both muslim and woman and allowed to make that injection.

 

Yes well, everything goes before religion hm. Things like this really sicken me. -_-

 

Exactly... what if something happened to the child? Oh, I'm sure the doctor would be held responsible for not doing his job and the family would get money for it.
And even if he wouldn't be held responsible he'd still feel responsible to an extend and his life would be ruined.

I just can't handle living with people who think so differently.

 

Yeah I know. But hey, let's keep on petting those kind of people now shall we?

Okay, I could have a whole rant again about this but I won't lol.

 

Yeah actually, you're right.

Simple post, yet 100% true.

 

Fuck you, I'll talk to her all I want.

 

Amen brother, amen. I'm getting a little of that at the moment too.

 

Yeah, me neither, but still...

 

Last night was one of the best nights of my life. I love her.

 

I'm so fucking lonely. I've grown apart from all of my school-friends, and I
barely speak to any other family member besides my Father. It's times like this
I wish I wasn't so introverted.

 

I think I just had a miscarriage.

 

Its to fucking hot, I need to buy an air conditioner

 

Where would we be now baby, if I said those simple words...

 

Well hey, it's not as if you're a bad person.

 

I wish my parents would stop rowing with my brother...at least for ONE FUCKING WEEK. It's driving me insane, just listening to them yell at each other and seeing my brother hit my mother and father, and of course jumping in the middle like I do really helps, doesn't it? *sarcasm*
If my brother could just get a job and actually leave our home to do something productive, stuff would be a HELL lot of better, both financially and personally.

*shakes head* Fuck.

 

Ehhhh, siblings are a pain sometimes. I know it's hard love, but it'll work out.


Not that I can talk, I managed to majorly piss my mum off today. Joy