private thoughts .

Family is forever.
Yeah . . . Whatever.

Sometimes I wish u could choose.

The word imperfect comes tu mind ,
but I'm trying to ignore it .

I already know that no one's family is perfect -
but what happened to those that want tu see u happy ,
those that don't judge ,
those that hold their own tongues & trap their own useless opinions?

I feel so disconnected from the rest of them ,
like I was born into the wrong family .

& the ironic factor is that it's not my parents this time .
I'm learning tu except them .

But this "extended family" of mine needs to be extended even further .

What's funny about the african american culture is that we're famous for illegally adopting others into our own families .

Maybe I'm just so dissatisfied with & conscious about my family that I'd rather fall into another. .

I always hoped that I'd never disconnect with any of them because they're the ones that u would think that u'd rely & depend on .

But as the years go on , I'm feeling even more pessimistic towards them .

But as usual , my thoughts are kept private .