I don’t want to cry. But tears keep flowing down my face.

Because in tired of how I’m treated at home, how my mom puts her boy friend in front of her own kids. How I’m not even invited to go out with them to do things like go to the beach or eat with them. I don’t even get a fucking good morning. Not like I dig on that shit but it’s bothers me when they know I’m there but choose not to acknowledge me. Not like I’m my moms kid or anything. :/