Just slit my throat and watch me bleed
My dad's being a fucking asshole again and for no good reason other than h'es having a crappy time right now and he's been smoking too much pot. I came home today and it was like talking to a bi-polar psychopath. He was all nice at first wanting to hear about why I was stressed and upset and then goes off into some other b/s. He seems to think I stole a roach from him that never even fucking exsisted, and now is blaming Amanda for steeling it when she didn't even know what a raoch was untill today. Then he went off on me about my grades and that was fucking insane. He's like a conspiracy theorist. I bring home my progress report with usually 1 or 2 F's and then two days later have B's because I turn in all my makeup work. He seems to think my teachers just bump up my grade for the hell of and seems to think I can just walk in there tell em my dad thinks this and hope they write me a lengthy explanation. Ha, yeah fucking right. I cant belive this shit. I'm stressed out enough as it is about Nick. He called me earlier to see if I was ok. No, I'm not. So hopefully he will call me later. I feel like shit for breaking him and Nicky up. I cut again today. I just want to leave. To fucking run away. But I know he'd find me, and if and when he did, I'd never see the light of day again, but I would be the one to do it.