Don’t Smile, You Need Braces.
You know how everyone basically gets braces when they’re in elementary? Even middle school? Goofily in high school? I’m not even going to get braces in high school, I know that for a fact. My family, yet again it’s about them, are not the least bit reliable. A little bit of their traits have rubbed off on me, and I hate it so much. Well, I’ve been waiting since a little before middle school to get my braces, since my brother got them around that time. I was so jealous because he only got them since his teeth were pointy. MINE WERE BOTH FUCKING POINTY AND CROOKED. They’re still like that now, but even worse. I fucking hate it so much. Now, I’m more than confident that I will have to wait till I get my own reliable paycheck outside of high school to get my own braces. Most likely I will be able to afford invisalign, so it won’t be that bad. My mother had PROMISED me that she would get my braces when she got her income tax money, I knew it was too good to be true, and I was fucking right. Parents should be able to afford these necessities. I’m so fucking pissed, I wish I could slam my mother’s head with the refrigerator door. Oh my, cry with me.
