Laughing My Fucking Rectum Off
grounded and forced to work at curves on a snow day. le stupid!
i am unaccustomed to being treated so nicely. you win the "best person ever" award. less than a week and we'll paint this town red.
family.
my aunt has moved out and i'm glad. actually; i don't care. there are two sinks in my bathroom and she refused to use the guest sink, for reasons unknown. besides that and the evil, mocking undertones of everything that came out of her mouth (she is my mom's sister, i know those undertones well), she wasn't really as bad as i expected.
that entire family unit. mother, sister, and brother, are really weird. the father is slightly alcoholic but a decent guy, nonetheless. one of my other aunts had a hardcore drug problem, and was sent to a mental hospital in austrailia. they took her home and she had really bad OCD and paranoia. spent hours cleaning the bathroom. and crying because she couldn't stop.
she's okay now. paints beautifully and practices chinese medicine. the indie aunt. my mom said i've got a lot of her in me. but not all, i hope.
some of my cousins have ran away. i don't know where barry is. liz does a lot of drugs, and has two children with different fathers. she ran away to california, once. my cousin in nebraska is a prodigy, she graduated highschool when she was thirteen. she sells magician kits and her mom is a born again christian. the father is addicted to runner's high. when you run so much that your head releases endorphins throughout your body, and it feels good. how good? apparently very... he ran so much he can barely walk anymore. his knees are shot.
and my parents are just workaholics. maybe that's why i can't accomplish anything. kind of like how they sent me to catholic school, and i ended up hating christianity.
there's more, but family history is tedious and boring.
sooner or later, i will have a new username.
i am unaccustomed to being treated so nicely. you win the "best person ever" award. less than a week and we'll paint this town red.
family.
my aunt has moved out and i'm glad. actually; i don't care. there are two sinks in my bathroom and she refused to use the guest sink, for reasons unknown. besides that and the evil, mocking undertones of everything that came out of her mouth (she is my mom's sister, i know those undertones well), she wasn't really as bad as i expected.
that entire family unit. mother, sister, and brother, are really weird. the father is slightly alcoholic but a decent guy, nonetheless. one of my other aunts had a hardcore drug problem, and was sent to a mental hospital in austrailia. they took her home and she had really bad OCD and paranoia. spent hours cleaning the bathroom. and crying because she couldn't stop.
she's okay now. paints beautifully and practices chinese medicine. the indie aunt. my mom said i've got a lot of her in me. but not all, i hope.
some of my cousins have ran away. i don't know where barry is. liz does a lot of drugs, and has two children with different fathers. she ran away to california, once. my cousin in nebraska is a prodigy, she graduated highschool when she was thirteen. she sells magician kits and her mom is a born again christian. the father is addicted to runner's high. when you run so much that your head releases endorphins throughout your body, and it feels good. how good? apparently very... he ran so much he can barely walk anymore. his knees are shot.
and my parents are just workaholics. maybe that's why i can't accomplish anything. kind of like how they sent me to catholic school, and i ended up hating christianity.
there's more, but family history is tedious and boring.
sooner or later, i will have a new username.