Someone Misunderstands What A Daughter Is
You know…..there are people that would kill to be in my situation. I can do whatever I want and get away with it, cause they’ll pretty much ignore anything bad I do. Hell, half the things I do my parents will HELP me with. See, I’m not a daughter. I’m a pet. Whether or not I have stuff and new clothes or shit will depend entirely on whether or not they’ve felt the need to pay attention to their pet lately.
A happy Esperanza this does NOT make. Oh sure, I have my ear piercings and even my eyebrow piercing because of them. But when I’m getting this stuff I don’t exactly get the feeling of warm fuzzy parental love. I get the feeling of ‘aw….she’d look so cute wouldn’t she? Lets do it so we can show off our pretty pet to our friend when they come by in a couple of days!!!’
VOMIT! I want out! Any suggestions?
A happy Esperanza this does NOT make. Oh sure, I have my ear piercings and even my eyebrow piercing because of them. But when I’m getting this stuff I don’t exactly get the feeling of warm fuzzy parental love. I get the feeling of ‘aw….she’d look so cute wouldn’t she? Lets do it so we can show off our pretty pet to our friend when they come by in a couple of days!!!’
VOMIT! I want out! Any suggestions?