Like the philosopher W. Smith once said: sometimes parents just don't understand. And that is sooooooo true.
"It's not the gift it's the thought of the gift," because that is what she thinks about but when you have psychopaths as parents it's kind of like trying to describe Ode to Joy to the deaf, or the color red to someone who can't see. That doesn't stop her from trying anyway because she doesn't yet understand how damaged her parents truly are. She just thinks that they are being normal, annoying, if slightly twisted parents. At some point in time all teenagers have to think that their parents suffer from some mental illness, and Salome has but at no point did she think that was actually true.
That will all change, sooner or later, probably sooner.
But really she is going to flip the fuck out when she sees the car if only because it means one thing: freedom and that will be so, so fucking sweet. Sometimes parents fighting over you and trying to compete with one another isn't a bad thing, not at all. Especially when they are showering you with gifts that most kids never even get.
Yup, life is pretty fucking sweet.
"That would be really awesome, it would be nice to spend time with you." Well, not really, but maybe, sometimes. Depending on the circumstances. She is trying to be a good daughter here.
Unbuckling her seat belt she nods and opens the door before stepping out on to the sidewalk. "Thanks for the ride," she shuts the door with her hip and puts the bag back over her shoulder to head into the building.
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Date: 2012-08-11 03:09 am (UTC)"It's not the gift it's the thought of the gift," because that is what she thinks about but when you have psychopaths as parents it's kind of like trying to describe Ode to Joy to the deaf, or the color red to someone who can't see. That doesn't stop her from trying anyway because she doesn't yet understand how damaged her parents truly are. She just thinks that they are being normal, annoying, if slightly twisted parents. At some point in time all teenagers have to think that their parents suffer from some mental illness, and Salome has but at no point did she think that was actually true.
That will all change, sooner or later, probably sooner.
But really she is going to flip the fuck out when she sees the car if only because it means one thing: freedom and that will be so, so fucking sweet. Sometimes parents fighting over you and trying to compete with one another isn't a bad thing, not at all. Especially when they are showering you with gifts that most kids never even get.
Yup, life is pretty fucking sweet.
"That would be really awesome, it would be nice to spend time with you." Well, not really, but maybe, sometimes. Depending on the circumstances. She is trying to be a good daughter here.
Unbuckling her seat belt she nods and opens the door before stepping out on to the sidewalk. "Thanks for the ride," she shuts the door with her hip and puts the bag back over her shoulder to head into the building.