FUCKING WHORE
I'm fucking grounded. Yeah, get this... all because I won't tell my mom what's wrong. I was in a bad mood earlier. She came in and asked me what was wrong. I said nothing. Just that people suck and I didnt want to talk about it. So she left me alone. Later on, she was like "that computer's about to be gone. You can't get your lazy ass up long enough to do anything." So I went and did homework. I came back on to look up some stuff for gov. She asked me if I was doing homework and that had better be all I do. She walked in and saw an instant message and blew up on me.
She told me to "get it off" and that I wasn't told I could do anything other than homework. That all of my problems start here, on the computer, and the people that I talk to. I was like "what are you talking about? My freaking friends?? It has nothing to do with anyone else!" She goes "Yeah? Then why won't you tell me what's wrong?" I was like "BECAUSE ITS NONE OF YOUR BUSINESS! Jesus Christ, no wonder I have so many problems!" And she got all pissed off and was like "dont blame this on me! You're done. The computer's gone" WHAT THE FUCK? I LOVE HOW I GET TREATED LIKE I'M FUCKING 12 YEARS OLD.
So um. You should call me and make me feel better. (937) 217-0207 I'm like, fucking hysterically crying for some reason. I just get so pissed off living here. I can't wait until Pittsburg, because this place fucking sucks. I'm gonna be lonely :(
She told me to "get it off" and that I wasn't told I could do anything other than homework. That all of my problems start here, on the computer, and the people that I talk to. I was like "what are you talking about? My freaking friends?? It has nothing to do with anyone else!" She goes "Yeah? Then why won't you tell me what's wrong?" I was like "BECAUSE ITS NONE OF YOUR BUSINESS! Jesus Christ, no wonder I have so many problems!" And she got all pissed off and was like "dont blame this on me! You're done. The computer's gone" WHAT THE FUCK? I LOVE HOW I GET TREATED LIKE I'M FUCKING 12 YEARS OLD.
So um. You should call me and make me feel better. (937) 217-0207 I'm like, fucking hysterically crying for some reason. I just get so pissed off living here. I can't wait until Pittsburg, because this place fucking sucks. I'm gonna be lonely :(