I really wish I could move out
Ugh! Today after work I stopped by a 7-11 and got some doritos, ho-hos and a coke and then went home, all good right? well I get there and my dad is home early from work and I put my lunch and the junk food in the kitchen and he sees it and starts ranting to me about how bad junk food is for me and I really hate when he does that because I'm old enough to decide what the fuck I should eat or not and if I want to eat junk food then I fucking will because that's what I want to do and while I know that he says these things because he loves me, I wish that he would just back the fuck off. Later, my mom comes home from work and he starts telling her how it's her fault that I eat junk food and blah blah and I'm like it's not her fault because I wanted to eat the junk food and ugh! so yeah it's at times like this that I want to move out :( but I still don't make enough money to qualify for something even in this economic crisis so I'm stuck and I feel so frustrated.