You know what chaps my ass?
You know I'm really, and I REALLY fuckin tired of my dad shit talking me. My mom is always, "Oh, his blood sugar is low, and he's just moody."
You know what? Not my fuckin problem. He should be mature enough to control his blood sugar. It's not like he hasn't been diabetic for almost 5 years now. You'd think he would've figured it out by now.
I'm insanely tired of being treated as if my purpose in life is to be their bitch. They won't carry a single bag of trash out. Not one. And tonight they called me to tell me to be ready for them to get home so I can carry in their groceries. What the fuck?!? Then proceeds to make some smart ass comment thus pissing me off to my current status.
I swear this move back to Nashville isn't coming fast enough. I've loved hanging out with Kim, Trisha, Cornbread, and Katie this summer, and in my dream world, they would all move to Nashville. But I can't do this anymore. I'm going insane. I don't think I've been this unhappy before. I don't want to be here. I want back my city life, my freedom, my dignity, and my progress that I have seemed to lose this summer. I swear it's going to take a hard hitting of rock bottom for me to move back here again. The living with the parents is coming to an end.
LOL since I wrote this, my mom thinks I'm diabetic because I got pissed off earlier. Way to make excuses mom!
You know what? Not my fuckin problem. He should be mature enough to control his blood sugar. It's not like he hasn't been diabetic for almost 5 years now. You'd think he would've figured it out by now.
I'm insanely tired of being treated as if my purpose in life is to be their bitch. They won't carry a single bag of trash out. Not one. And tonight they called me to tell me to be ready for them to get home so I can carry in their groceries. What the fuck?!? Then proceeds to make some smart ass comment thus pissing me off to my current status.
I swear this move back to Nashville isn't coming fast enough. I've loved hanging out with Kim, Trisha, Cornbread, and Katie this summer, and in my dream world, they would all move to Nashville. But I can't do this anymore. I'm going insane. I don't think I've been this unhappy before. I don't want to be here. I want back my city life, my freedom, my dignity, and my progress that I have seemed to lose this summer. I swear it's going to take a hard hitting of rock bottom for me to move back here again. The living with the parents is coming to an end.
LOL since I wrote this, my mom thinks I'm diabetic because I got pissed off earlier. Way to make excuses mom!