One of my last blogs for a while...
I am going to be in trouble for posting this blog and being on the computer now so I will be back as soon as I can! You know how fucking ridiculously parents can stupidly overreact!!! My father is pissed off at me because I am disobeying his order by NOT remaining off the computer, because, “I have no business being on the computer.” It is because I can’t be trusted. I will show them how I cannot be trusted! I am going to skip as many times next year! I am going to see how long I can fool Mrs. Speer again. (I <3333 Mrs. Julie Speer) I will start drinking illegally, or start smoking pot. I am will start sleeping around more. Because I have only had sex once and I guess that makes me A FUCKING SLUT DOESN’T IT! I know a CRACK head that wants me try some with her…maybe I will! That sounds like fun. Maybe I will take a gun and go hunt down everybody I hate and blow his or her fucking brains out. Or I will “steal” a knife from my father and take it out on the school bus, and I will ask somebody to go tell Officer Cockrim that I have a knife! Oh, I know I will start cutting myself again, like I did in my middle school years. I bet you guys didn’t know mother fucking jack squat about any of that, and you can play it all off like you did, but you didn’t! What the fuck makes you think I am going to obey you? You think you can tame me but I will never obey such an idiotic order! This is one soldier you can’t get through mentally! I stopped caring what any of my family member thought about me in sixth grade. That is when I started doing whatever the fuck I wanted to do. Because you let Franchesca do everything I couldn’t! She could wear flip-flops to school when I could not, because they told me they were not allowed, what the fuck do you know? Teachers wore flip-flops as well as a majority of the student body…so there goes that! I got yelled at for eating chocolate in the morning, but it was ok for my little sister to eat. When I was little, I had to eat whatever they gave me and could not leave the table until it was all gone! They make her whatever she feels like eating! I am not allowed on the computer but my fucking sister is on it there all fucking morning and every second my dad is not on it, which is fucking forever! He claims he is doing work, but he fucking stays down there and plays, dominos, poker, and pool on the Internet all day long! That is such hard work. I can see why we have NO food in the refrigerator, only water to drink! Why we sometimes only eat rice for dinner! Sometimes, we would not eat anything because we did not have shit! Now, I know why we have no new clothes…and you cant say go get a job, because I cannot work until I am able to drive…because if you drive I will have to pay for gas, and there goes all my money…and I would get a job close by, but I do not want to walk a fucking hour to get to work, sorry! You are probably thinking, you lazy fuck, obviously its not that important to you…get up off your ass and walk to your job…one of the only fucking reason why I have a my space is because I can talk to: people from my old schools, Joshua, Brandon, Shantae, Nicole, and some other family members…It is nice to talk to some family that I have not seen in years. Which is more than you can dad with your fucking cell phone! Ignoring Margie like that! On your phone for fucking ever! Even if I had a phone, I would not be on it as much as he is! Which I am hopping to get one soon, because then you could take it away because Ross gave me the phone, and Lydia gave me the SIM card, and there was no you or mom in that so you cant take it away! It is funny how I am confronted about the content in my My Space blog…especially when after the confrontation they get more provocative. My parents have been looking at my blog, which I could care less. Most of you probably think I should care because of some of the subjects in my blog…I love flaunting off my faggotness…I don’t give a fuck! I love telling people that I am gay and a very sexual person But I am not slut, if I write and seem like one I am sorry to disappoint you. My fucking mother almost thought I was a slut because I had three boyfriends…WOW!!! Hats a lot…like, WHOA! That’s like the most craziest thing I have ever heard…dude, your like a fucking prostitute…I told my mother that I was going out with Aeron, and she was all like Whatev, just be careful. Before I met Aeron, there was Ross! Which I still love very dearly…you know how the first true love thing goes! I went out with Ross until his idiotic father interfered and bitched me out and said he was disappointed in me because he thought I was supposed to be a good role model or some shit like that…he will learn! I was his boyfriend, not his slave owner like you…sorry! Hen after all that, I met my third boyfriend about a year and a half later. (Between all that, I went out with Aeron and Ross again) Then I met you know who! I wont say anything more! But in the past three years, I have had three boyfriends…because I am picky about who I go out with! The each had qualities I like: Brains, Looks, Talent, and Personality! That’s about it…GEUSS THAT MAKES ME A SLUT, RIGHT MOM!? My mother is paranoid about me posting blogs on here, which I do not care! She says that I could be stalked and killed/bashed and thrown in a ditch! Some shit like that! WHAT THE FUCK EVER! I will be waiting!