i fucking hate christmas
i always forget how horrible christmases with my family are. Here's what happens:
every year my parents ask us for a list of what we want, getting our hopes up and saying they'll buy what we want.
every year my mom goes christmas shopping.
every year she ignores the list and gets shitty things we'd never use so she can return it and keep the money.
Normally we always get one present we wanted.....and this year is no different. Me and my brother both got an ipod. cool, no?
no. our computer doesnt work with it, so guess who's returning it so she can have more fucking money?
i fucking hate christmas. its just a morning of dissappointment, frustration, and wondering why your mother would buy you an ugly 80s purple suit from savers that is 4 sizes too big and expect you to like it. or why she would go to the Salvation Army and buy some bright pink and bright red lip glosses that you are obviously never going to wear.
how fucking retarted.
Maddie
every year my parents ask us for a list of what we want, getting our hopes up and saying they'll buy what we want.
every year my mom goes christmas shopping.
every year she ignores the list and gets shitty things we'd never use so she can return it and keep the money.
Normally we always get one present we wanted.....and this year is no different. Me and my brother both got an ipod. cool, no?
no. our computer doesnt work with it, so guess who's returning it so she can have more fucking money?
i fucking hate christmas. its just a morning of dissappointment, frustration, and wondering why your mother would buy you an ugly 80s purple suit from savers that is 4 sizes too big and expect you to like it. or why she would go to the Salvation Army and buy some bright pink and bright red lip glosses that you are obviously never going to wear.
how fucking retarted.
Maddie