bleh
I'm tired of this fucking ass loser invading my fucking space. Get the fuck out of my house you peice of fucking shit! I fucking hate you! You stink like shit! You need to learn how to flush the damn toilet! Don't try to make my dad feel bad because your a loser and have no where to live! Get a fucking job! Stop using my damn phone! Don't touch MY fucking remote! Your dog is fucking stupid. You're ugly. Don't go in my kitchen bitch your gonna contaminate my stuff. Don't go near my room. Stop using all my shampoo on your dirty ass. You're lucky my dad's a nice guy or you'd be out in the fucking cold even when I'm gone. I HATE YOU!!!!! SHIT! I feel bombarded in my own damn house. I live here, because I wanted better not some fucking drunk ass lurking around. You're mom hates you, she's tired of supporting you. You're wheelchair chick doesn't even like you and she only has her nurses. Nobody likes you, because your a fuck up. Like I said get the fuck out of my house. Damn you annoy the hell out of me. I don't even like being home anymore. You take advantage of my dad's hospitality. I wish he'd kick your sorry ass. AHHHHH! I feel like screaming. This frustration is horrible to hold back. I'm supposed to assert myself correctly but fucker you are pushing me to the limit. I could kick your ass myself. I would too, if I were my dad your ass would be gone. Shit!!! I can't stand this.