Hate this...
This is all a mess, today morning, my dad yelled at me because of the way I dress, saying I dress like a crazy person, I told him that wasn't a problem, because I dressed like that for over 3 to 4 years, and now is the day when he gave thought of how I dressed and started complaining, and so said my mother too, and now, I had a big discussion and a slight hand fight with my brother, because he thinks he deserves everything and hates it when people leave him to himself...
He was playing a video game, as always, and I told him that if I could play one before I went to sleep, he refused, I asked again, and he refused again, and so I said with a joking voice, go to "shit" (vete para la mierda) and he got pissed off and almost threw the controller at me, seriously, and I got pissed of too, and started yelling, Go on, throw it, throw it, and he got even more pissed off and he like pushed my shoulder hard as he got up to leave, and so I stood up, pointed him upwards with a threatening hand posture, saying, don't you dare touch me, and he grabbed my finger and almost broke it, and so I slipped it off and pushed him, when I was going to hit him, my sister got in the middle crying, and then he went to his room, shutting the door furiously...
I hate this... but it gives me thrills, as I sleep in the same room, he has to withstand me sleeping next to him, if he gets pissed, the better, I really don't care, if he leaves, good, if he leaves the house, really... better... I'm tired, I can't stand this life anymore, I'm searching another way out, where I don't need to talk to them, a way where if they need me, I'd tell them to go fuck themselves, I'm sick of this... college is my only temporarily vaccine, but in the mean time... lets make some people suffer, and to hell with all this...
He was playing a video game, as always, and I told him that if I could play one before I went to sleep, he refused, I asked again, and he refused again, and so I said with a joking voice, go to "shit" (vete para la mierda) and he got pissed off and almost threw the controller at me, seriously, and I got pissed of too, and started yelling, Go on, throw it, throw it, and he got even more pissed off and he like pushed my shoulder hard as he got up to leave, and so I stood up, pointed him upwards with a threatening hand posture, saying, don't you dare touch me, and he grabbed my finger and almost broke it, and so I slipped it off and pushed him, when I was going to hit him, my sister got in the middle crying, and then he went to his room, shutting the door furiously...
I hate this... but it gives me thrills, as I sleep in the same room, he has to withstand me sleeping next to him, if he gets pissed, the better, I really don't care, if he leaves, good, if he leaves the house, really... better... I'm tired, I can't stand this life anymore, I'm searching another way out, where I don't need to talk to them, a way where if they need me, I'd tell them to go fuck themselves, I'm sick of this... college is my only temporarily vaccine, but in the mean time... lets make some people suffer, and to hell with all this...