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you know how there is that one person in your life you makes you want to scream everytime you see him/her? well i have to live with that one person everyday... my one speacial person is my step-dad...
the other day he made me so mad i almost threw my stereo.... my sisters friend whas in the kitchen when i walked in, and she asked me," whats your boyfriends name?" and my dad walked in and said," who cares" and then left... he knows that that kind of stupid two year old shit pisses me off more than anything.. he knows there are only two ways to make me mad... talk about my father or talk about my boyfriend... well yea.. so i just droped what i was doing and went to my room and hit myself so i wouldnt put a hole in the wall...
then today he decides he wants to be treated like god... so when he gets home he starts bitching at me and my mom to clean as he sits on his fat lazy ass... and i just do it so my mom doesnt get mad.. then later i went to take my food to my room and as he was walking down the hall he said i couldnt take my food in there becuase my room is always a mess.. well the stupid ass hole obviously hadnt looked at my room since we've moved cuz it never gets messy... so i throw my food on the counter and go to my room.. and then he walks into my room and tells me to cool my attitude or else so i start bitching about how he opens his fat mouth before even bothers to think.. so that in turn pissed him off and he took the fone and comp privelgis (sp?) away... and then he yells at me to help my mom clean the garage while again he sits on his lazy ass... and he tells me if i ever want to use the fone again that i will go with my mom to the recylcling center to get rid of all the cans.. and when we got there the machines were broken so we left them there and went home.. when we came home with no recipt he flipped out again.. and i just told him to shut up and i went to my room and sat and listened to music untill stephen called.. and after about an hour my dad picks up the fone and tells me to get off.. after i hung up he continued to call stephen a varity of names which i will not repeat... and said i cant use his fone ever again... then after another 3 hours of dark silence in my room he walks in and says if he ever finds the kitchen dirty or finds an empty soda can in my room he is going to take away the fone, comp and lunch money for the next week from me.. so in the end if i eat or drink i dont get to use the fone or eat for the next week..
so im not going to eat or drink ne thing at all... once im in the hospital maybe he will understand what the fuck he is doing to our "family" or whatever im supposed to call us...
i only have one more year left in the hell house.. after that im gone.. i'll be in the arms of the only person who actually loves me... i'll be starting over with a new name, new family, new everything.... just one more year and none of you will have to see me again..i wont have to see some of you either.. well yea... have a great life.. I hate you all..
the other day he made me so mad i almost threw my stereo.... my sisters friend whas in the kitchen when i walked in, and she asked me," whats your boyfriends name?" and my dad walked in and said," who cares" and then left... he knows that that kind of stupid two year old shit pisses me off more than anything.. he knows there are only two ways to make me mad... talk about my father or talk about my boyfriend... well yea.. so i just droped what i was doing and went to my room and hit myself so i wouldnt put a hole in the wall...
then today he decides he wants to be treated like god... so when he gets home he starts bitching at me and my mom to clean as he sits on his fat lazy ass... and i just do it so my mom doesnt get mad.. then later i went to take my food to my room and as he was walking down the hall he said i couldnt take my food in there becuase my room is always a mess.. well the stupid ass hole obviously hadnt looked at my room since we've moved cuz it never gets messy... so i throw my food on the counter and go to my room.. and then he walks into my room and tells me to cool my attitude or else so i start bitching about how he opens his fat mouth before even bothers to think.. so that in turn pissed him off and he took the fone and comp privelgis (sp?) away... and then he yells at me to help my mom clean the garage while again he sits on his lazy ass... and he tells me if i ever want to use the fone again that i will go with my mom to the recylcling center to get rid of all the cans.. and when we got there the machines were broken so we left them there and went home.. when we came home with no recipt he flipped out again.. and i just told him to shut up and i went to my room and sat and listened to music untill stephen called.. and after about an hour my dad picks up the fone and tells me to get off.. after i hung up he continued to call stephen a varity of names which i will not repeat... and said i cant use his fone ever again... then after another 3 hours of dark silence in my room he walks in and says if he ever finds the kitchen dirty or finds an empty soda can in my room he is going to take away the fone, comp and lunch money for the next week from me.. so in the end if i eat or drink i dont get to use the fone or eat for the next week..
so im not going to eat or drink ne thing at all... once im in the hospital maybe he will understand what the fuck he is doing to our "family" or whatever im supposed to call us...
i only have one more year left in the hell house.. after that im gone.. i'll be in the arms of the only person who actually loves me... i'll be starting over with a new name, new family, new everything.... just one more year and none of you will have to see me again..i wont have to see some of you either.. well yea... have a great life.. I hate you all..