pixelsuicide

• I hate my mom's dumbass dog. I've actually daydreamed about throwing the fucking thing in a river even though I'm very much against animal cruelity. Yeah, it's that bad.


• My computer fucking crashed and my mom's is slower than fucking molassis in January.


• I hate this fucking house so much. It was so wonderful when I first moved here with Mom, but now... it's not home anymore. She has destroyed it with negative vibes, very dark, masculine furniture, and curtains that literally made me cry cause they look just like the ones at the old house and I really wanted to leave those memories behind.


• I can't stand being around my mom 24/7. She and I used to get along beautifully, but since I broke up with Roman and moved back home; it's like she's trying to force our former friendship back on me. I have friends my age and she has friends her age. Why can't she leave me the fuck alone!? Plus she's always hovering around me like I'm hiding something, and she's been accusing me of taking pills out of her bathroom. Which I havn't, for you information; I'm not that stupid. I don't need drugs to be happy. And now, she has this larengitis thing (I'm sure I spelled that wrong but I really don't give a flying fuck right now). I was sitting downstairs crocheting and she started unloading the dishwasher. Folks, she sneezed and coughed all over the clean silverwear. I was just, "Please tell me you did not just spray your nasty sick germs all over the utensils I use to eat." And she's all, "Don't worry you won't get sick. You're just being paranoid." Paranoid!? PARANOID!? In case she's forgetten, when I get sick, it tends to be much worse than other people, so I try to stay as healthy as possible. And she tells me I'm paranoid!? WHAT THE FUCK!?

I just need to get a job so I can pay rent to whoever is willing to take me in.