Yes, so last night she said she'd talk everything out and face whatever it was. I don't know what rubbish happened but instead of all the talking and whatnot, they just locked themselves in the room(goodness knows what they did) and today they're all lovey-dovey again. Wow.

Then today I got snapped at 'bloody ungrateful kid', yada yada yada. I don't know if I should laugh or cry. I guess it's kind of stupid that the tears still come, right? Maybe I was hoping for a change. Maybe I kind of reveled in the trust I got from both of them when they didn't have each other to lean on. Only now do I discover I am truly insignificant.

I can only hope their lust/love/pretense/peace/whatever is permanent and this is a long-term resolution. But for now, back to being ignored, to being blamed, to only speaking to each other for minutes everyday, to never even getting to complain about family outings because, well, THEY DON'T EXIST. Back to me complaining and being a selfish git. I really, really, really want to stab my horrible self. Urgh. No wonder I feel half the world hates me all the time- maybe I'm just rotten inside. I don't know. I'm a lie. I'm a... I don't even know anymore.

I just pray that nobody reads this old blog. Or maybe I'm craving attention. I don't know. Again. Again. Again. My mind whirls in all directions until everything merges into a mess.