Too Fucking Bad
I'm so ready to move out. I was laying on the couch watchin a movie and my dad comes in and yanks the fucking pillow out from under my head, snatching all 3 piercings. and then trisha comes in yelling(she got home right before my dad did that) that the fucking t.v. was up too loud. She barely lives here. And she spends all her money on gas and now shes complaining that she dont have enough money for insurance, or school clothes, or anything. HELLO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! shes fucking 18. and shes complaining about how i get my stuff paid for and she dont, umm... if she had any IQ at all.. then she would know that my mom paid for her stuff till she was 18 and now shes doing it with me. Shes such a fucking whineheart. she started crying when telling my dad that her truck insurance was gonna take her whole check. Well if she didn't go out to ryans every fucking day and stay home maybe 4 days outta the fucking week then she could have put some in the god damn bank so her fucking insurance bill wouldnt take her whole god damn check. GRRR She thinks everything is always about her. WRONG. and i told her that maybe she souldnt go out to ryans all the time and she said will u shut up and i said i have a right to my opinion and she said well i really dont care about ur opinions and so i snapped back and said, yeah, well i dont care because i could careless about u anyways. HA I fucking hate her and she can die and go to HELL! but anyways, ive got no homework today which is cool, i suppose its not like i have anything else to do anyways with how the gas prices are. But i really dont give a fuck anyways. I have learned that i just dont fucking care anymore. im becoming emotionless. but oh well... who gives a flying rats ass about life anyways... certainly not me, all it does is fuck me over. But im gonna go, so LATER