scrap paper, gluesticks, sizors, a knife, and a checkbook...

Feb 23, 2005 22:17

wel, im sitting here wondering where i went wronge. i will probobly be late to school tomorow because im taking my dad to the airport.. yes.. the air port... im going to miss him... and i hope he comes back...

stevies mom fliped out yesterday. stevie came over. i needed a cig. i had one. its muy fucking house and my fucking rules. so stevies mom comes over ... talks to stevie.. then leaves. a little later, stevies cell rings. her mom was like "are her parents home?" and stevie was like "no" and her mom was like " between you and me, who was doing the smoking?" and stevie was like "ashley" and her mom was like "you need to come home now!" so today she calls me and was like "my mom was telling me what a bad person you are." and i was like "its non of her buisnes what i do in the safety of my house and she cant do shit about it. my parents know, and they understand they cant shield me from anything. but your parents dont understand that." and she just kind of agreed.
it pisses me off tho. she has no right to be mad at me... it was at my house, and at my house with my parents is the only time i smoke. so what right does she have to say im a bad person because i smoke? its not like i was making stevie do it, its not like i was shoving beer down her throat.. its could have been worse. people need to lighten the fuck up. i miss jon. peopl need to fucking chill the hell out! it pisses me off that people judge me by little things like that .
if you caught that *** im surprised.

im going to go before i fucking kill everyone....

love
Eaden
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