Dear mom...
Mommie dearest:
This is just a little note to let you know how much I fucking hate the way you treat me, and how ready I am to go back to school. I am sick of being crammed into my tiny ass room with all of your shitty boxes and having to climb over/trip on all your shit as I attempt to get to my bed. I am sick of having to take all of my stuff elsewhere to accomodate YOUR stupid parties and ridiculous whims. I need to get the fuck out of this house before I climb out a four story window and shoot myself unceremoniously. Yep, shoot while falling. A double death. On your account. You tick me off. Hardcore.
Oh, and thanks a ton for making my father actually yell at me. It was truly pleasant. Truly. Somthing to the extent of a disaster wrapped up in a calm death march. How kind of you. I appreciate it!
This is just a little note to let you know how much I fucking hate the way you treat me, and how ready I am to go back to school. I am sick of being crammed into my tiny ass room with all of your shitty boxes and having to climb over/trip on all your shit as I attempt to get to my bed. I am sick of having to take all of my stuff elsewhere to accomodate YOUR stupid parties and ridiculous whims. I need to get the fuck out of this house before I climb out a four story window and shoot myself unceremoniously. Yep, shoot while falling. A double death. On your account. You tick me off. Hardcore.
Oh, and thanks a ton for making my father actually yell at me. It was truly pleasant. Truly. Somthing to the extent of a disaster wrapped up in a calm death march. How kind of you. I appreciate it!