I FUCKING HATE MY DAD.
so first the washer overflows and starts leaking through the ceiling and into the basement
and i run around the basement trying to find freaking buckets to put under the leaks and i
move the couch across the basement and he comes down and yells at me and says THANKS
FOR NOT DOING ANYTHING. and then he saw the buckets and i told him i moved the couch
to and i didnt even get a freaking appology.
and then..
i just found out that theres this site that he heard about from friends where you can track where a
person is when their cellphone is turned on. and my mom was there when he heard about it. and
he told my mom not to tell me about it. my dad always says he doesnt let me do stuff because
he doesnt trust guys or something, but then he goes and does that and tries to completely take
away any privacy i have.
and i run around the basement trying to find freaking buckets to put under the leaks and i
move the couch across the basement and he comes down and yells at me and says THANKS
FOR NOT DOING ANYTHING. and then he saw the buckets and i told him i moved the couch
to and i didnt even get a freaking appology.
and then..
i just found out that theres this site that he heard about from friends where you can track where a
person is when their cellphone is turned on. and my mom was there when he heard about it. and
he told my mom not to tell me about it. my dad always says he doesnt let me do stuff because
he doesnt trust guys or something, but then he goes and does that and tries to completely take
away any privacy i have.