put the needle to the record.
yesterday was kind of just a chill day. becca, krystle, and kinnard picked me up and we went to taco bell. went over elyse's house for her 'mark' party. justine came over too. and pat and alison stopped by. just shared a few laughs and pictures there.
there's this really good smelling perfume that i wore today and all i could do is lean down and smell myself ahhhh.
well today.
i had some kind of random outburst.
i had to go to the doctor today. and my dad told me to change my shirt because it was too low or something? so i did and i was wearing my sister's Blood Brothers shirt that said ::gasp:: the eff word, even though i was wearing a jacket over it and i was going to zip it up. but my dad busts into my room slams the door and almost breaks it and screams at me. so i tell him to have my gramdma keep her FUCKING hands off my laundry. so he slaps me and i still have the mark on my face.
so i changed my shirt and headed to brush my teeth. he was in the kitchen, just sitting there, looking incredibly annoying. so i randomly slapped him as hard as i could. my hand was throbbing for 20 minutes. the ending to this story is just something incredibly dumb i did that i shouldn't have.
anyway, that was stupid of me.
i am so satisfied that i slapped him though, i've never done it back before. but i've decided that i don't give a shit anymore. he's not going to hold me back.
i'd rather kill him than kiss him good-night.
there's this really good smelling perfume that i wore today and all i could do is lean down and smell myself ahhhh.
well today.
i had some kind of random outburst.
i had to go to the doctor today. and my dad told me to change my shirt because it was too low or something? so i did and i was wearing my sister's Blood Brothers shirt that said ::gasp:: the eff word, even though i was wearing a jacket over it and i was going to zip it up. but my dad busts into my room slams the door and almost breaks it and screams at me. so i tell him to have my gramdma keep her FUCKING hands off my laundry. so he slaps me and i still have the mark on my face.
so i changed my shirt and headed to brush my teeth. he was in the kitchen, just sitting there, looking incredibly annoying. so i randomly slapped him as hard as i could. my hand was throbbing for 20 minutes. the ending to this story is just something incredibly dumb i did that i shouldn't have.
anyway, that was stupid of me.
i am so satisfied that i slapped him though, i've never done it back before. but i've decided that i don't give a shit anymore. he's not going to hold me back.
i'd rather kill him than kiss him good-night.