HAH. grounded my ass
My dad was having a fucking cow after supper. He dropkicked my mom's lunchbox thing into the other room because it was 'in the way'. I took his and drop kicked it at him. I missed. >=( And then my mom said not to do that. I told her that if he was going to be a fucker, I was going to be bitchy.
So my mom told me not to say the "F-Word". So I did it again. And she said the word I hate people to say. And I told her yesterday that if she said that word once, I'd say fuck twice. "Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck!" Then she fucking hit me. I know she was trying to hit me, hit me, but she was sitting down and couldn't exactly reach, so she just kinda smacked my thigh.
I tell my parents cosnstantly "touch me and you'll be sorry," "hit me and i'll hit you back," "touch me and die," "don't even think about hitting me because i'll beat the shit out of you.". And she hit me. I know it's mean, but I kicked her. I didn't kick her hard. I just kicked her in the thigh. It was one of those "I'm just kidding around, but you deserved it" kind of things. I guess it hurt because she yelled, "Don't you hit me, i'm your mother." And I shouted back, "Don't you hit me. I'm your daughter and I can claim child abuse." I would, too.
So I did the shit I was supposed to - cleaning up the kitchen and whatnot and she starts to say all this shit and I'm like "Just shut up, mom. I don't want to hear it." She's all "YOU DON'T NEED TO USE THAT WORD. NAGBITCHNAGBITCHNAGNAGNAG." Now I want to prove a damn point here and I say "The day I stop saying 'fuck' is the day that you realize: One-I am not the same religion as you. There is no god."
Naturally, she interrupts me and starts to say "That has nothing to do with this" and in the middle of her sentence i said "I'M NOT FINISHED." And she buds in again yelling about how swearing has nothing to do with religion. I told her that the way she tries to force her naiveness on me pisses me off and that she pisses me off in general. She tried to say something. I didn't bother listening. I said something about shit and she told me not to say that either (when my fucking asshole of a dad says it every five seconds).
She said i was grounded. No barn on Sunday. Bullshit. I'm going and I'll find a damn way out of it. I told her I was going to my friend's volleyball game. She tried to say I couldn't go, but I told her that she already said I could go and that she can't un-let me go.
I'm not letting my parents control my life. When I go to the mall this weekend (whether they like it or not), I'm buying more hair dye and i'm going to dye my hair. If it pisses them off, I don't care. I want fucking red hair and I'm going to have red hair.
Oh, yes. They also told me I couldn't go to Codi's house. They never said she couldn't come here or go on a walk...to her house..haha. I find the loopholes and I really don't care what they say anymore. They can't fucking ground me. Well, they can, but it's not like I'm going to listen to them like I used to. I'm not fucking perfect and they can't change me.
The OC is on tonight. Much excitement.
we're the people who fuck with your mind
when you sleep inside
i can take you away
to a better place
to a better time
i can take you away
to a better place
let's talk about you and me tonight
'cause i'd really like to take you home
let's talk about you and me tonight
So my mom told me not to say the "F-Word". So I did it again. And she said the word I hate people to say. And I told her yesterday that if she said that word once, I'd say fuck twice. "Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck!" Then she fucking hit me. I know she was trying to hit me, hit me, but she was sitting down and couldn't exactly reach, so she just kinda smacked my thigh.
I tell my parents cosnstantly "touch me and you'll be sorry," "hit me and i'll hit you back," "touch me and die," "don't even think about hitting me because i'll beat the shit out of you.". And she hit me. I know it's mean, but I kicked her. I didn't kick her hard. I just kicked her in the thigh. It was one of those "I'm just kidding around, but you deserved it" kind of things. I guess it hurt because she yelled, "Don't you hit me, i'm your mother." And I shouted back, "Don't you hit me. I'm your daughter and I can claim child abuse." I would, too.
So I did the shit I was supposed to - cleaning up the kitchen and whatnot and she starts to say all this shit and I'm like "Just shut up, mom. I don't want to hear it." She's all "YOU DON'T NEED TO USE THAT WORD. NAGBITCHNAGBITCHNAGNAGNAG." Now I want to prove a damn point here and I say "The day I stop saying 'fuck' is the day that you realize: One-I am not the same religion as you. There is no god."
Naturally, she interrupts me and starts to say "That has nothing to do with this" and in the middle of her sentence i said "I'M NOT FINISHED." And she buds in again yelling about how swearing has nothing to do with religion. I told her that the way she tries to force her naiveness on me pisses me off and that she pisses me off in general. She tried to say something. I didn't bother listening. I said something about shit and she told me not to say that either (when my fucking asshole of a dad says it every five seconds).
She said i was grounded. No barn on Sunday. Bullshit. I'm going and I'll find a damn way out of it. I told her I was going to my friend's volleyball game. She tried to say I couldn't go, but I told her that she already said I could go and that she can't un-let me go.
I'm not letting my parents control my life. When I go to the mall this weekend (whether they like it or not), I'm buying more hair dye and i'm going to dye my hair. If it pisses them off, I don't care. I want fucking red hair and I'm going to have red hair.
Oh, yes. They also told me I couldn't go to Codi's house. They never said she couldn't come here or go on a walk...to her house..haha. I find the loopholes and I really don't care what they say anymore. They can't fucking ground me. Well, they can, but it's not like I'm going to listen to them like I used to. I'm not fucking perfect and they can't change me.
The OC is on tonight. Much excitement.
we're the people who fuck with your mind
when you sleep inside
i can take you away
to a better place
to a better time
i can take you away
to a better place
let's talk about you and me tonight
'cause i'd really like to take you home
let's talk about you and me tonight