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I may not have a home shortly. Anyone that wants to offer their's....I think I would appreciate it.
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Anyway, continueing from earlier:
so I got home late last night, with a legitimate excuse..but Laura was sleeping on the couch. So she had another reason to bitch at my dad. Ya...Hoor-ah. This morning at around 7:30 my dad calls to steam off the heat he had taken from Laura earlier that morning (obviously) And he starts yelling about how Im just going to do whatever the fuck I want to, and that apparently I'm old enough to do whatever the fuck I want to do when I want to do it, because it's all about Ashley. That if I think I'm so big I may as well just get the fuck up and leave.
Now I love my dad, love the hell out of him, but he's going to continue letting Laura push him around and tell him what he's going to do with his daughter. I appreciate her effort...that is if they were for any good, which they're not (No good controlling bitch), so I thanked them both for ganging up on me from both ends and wished them a happy life while I was gone for the weekend.
I dont think I'm going back.
I more than likely will...But I'd like to not look either of them in the face.
I feel kind of bad though. My dad's buying the GIANT bottles of vodka now.
But Im kind of apathetic about the whole thing now.
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Anyway, continueing from earlier:
so I got home late last night, with a legitimate excuse..but Laura was sleeping on the couch. So she had another reason to bitch at my dad. Ya...Hoor-ah. This morning at around 7:30 my dad calls to steam off the heat he had taken from Laura earlier that morning (obviously) And he starts yelling about how Im just going to do whatever the fuck I want to, and that apparently I'm old enough to do whatever the fuck I want to do when I want to do it, because it's all about Ashley. That if I think I'm so big I may as well just get the fuck up and leave.
Now I love my dad, love the hell out of him, but he's going to continue letting Laura push him around and tell him what he's going to do with his daughter. I appreciate her effort...that is if they were for any good, which they're not (No good controlling bitch), so I thanked them both for ganging up on me from both ends and wished them a happy life while I was gone for the weekend.
I dont think I'm going back.
I more than likely will...But I'd like to not look either of them in the face.
I feel kind of bad though. My dad's buying the GIANT bottles of vodka now.
But Im kind of apathetic about the whole thing now.