This week has been pretty off. =/
First, stfu about Obama. Yeah, he's gonna be our new President. If you don't like it, then you really need to leave the country. He hasn't even been sworn in. Give him a chance before you knock him.
And stop with all the ******** black jokes. My inbox got spammed with them on my phone. Just because you hate your life and hate black people because you're a pathetic excuse for a human being that can't see past skin color doesn't mean I think your jokes are funny. My. Best. Friend. Is. Black. I love him for him. I don't care that he's darker than me. Or that he has a Godly Afro. Okay, I do care for the afro. It's pretty awesome. But so what? Why does that have to make him better or worse than me?
SHUT UP
Secondly, I'm pretty pissed about Prop 8 being passed. There's no way it can last, I keep telling myself, because it infringes on a person's rights. But I don't know. There's some loop hole, apparently. So it might just stay permanent, which is really dumb. And yeah, it's only in one state, but how long before other states start voting on the same thing? ********, look at Florida and Arizona. Apparently something similar has been passed there. How long before every other state in America has taken away everything that homosexuals have worked so hard for? While we're at, y'know, we should take away women's rights and african american rights. Oh s**t. We'd be out of a president. That would make even more people happy! ******** you all. You have no right to decide on the way a person's life should be lived. And it's stupid that it was even put to a vote (democracy or not!). This is people's rights and lives you're ******** with by not letting it pass. And who is it really affecting? Certainly not you bigot assfaces. Yeah, you don't want them married in your church. Okay. They can go to a judge. Just shut the ******** up already. God hates you for discriminating against your neighbor. Gay or not, you're supposed to show brotherly love and hate the sin, not the sinner.
Thirdly, I'm tired of playing mommy at my house. I'm tired of waiting up all hours of the night for my mother to come home shitfaced and drunk so bad that she can't even stand. And when she tries to guilt trip me into something, I mention that someone else has guilt tripped me many times today she screams at me and tells me not to compare her to that person. ******** YOU. I WAS MAKING A STATEMENT. I'M SORRY YOU'RE A PATHETIC EXCUSE FOR A MOTHER. I'M SORRY YOU HAVE A DRINKING PROBLEM. I'M SORRY YOU HATE YOUR LIFE BECAUSE YOU CAN'T GET A DECENT MAN. I'M SORRY WE LIVE IN A TINY TOWN WHERE THE ONLY MAN YOU CAN FIND IS SOMEONE TO ******** AND THEN NEVER TALK TO AGAIN.
I'M SORRY.
WHAT DO YOU WANT ME TO DO? I'M 16. I'M NOT 40 LIKE YOU. I CAN'T EVEN GET A JOB IN THIS TOWN, BUT YOU HOLD THE 2ND HIGHEST POSITION AT THE BIGGEST PLACE IN THIS TOWN. YOU MAKE MORE MONEY THAN ANYONE IN THIS TOWN OR THE TOWN OVER.
AND YET YOU CAN NEVER PAY BILLS ON TIME.
I
AM
SO
SORRY
I'LL STOP EATING SO YOU'LL STOP BITCHING ABOUT HAVING TO PAY FOR MY FOOD. I'LL STOP USING LIGHTS AT NIGHT TO SEE WHAT I'M DOING. I'LL STOP TAKING SHOWERS AND USING THE TOILET SO IT'LL CUT DOWN ON YOUR WATER BILL. I'M SORRY I USE UP YOUR INTERNET WHEN ALL YOU EVER USE IT FOR IS GAMBLING AWAY WHAT LITTLE MONEY WE HAVE LEFT. I'M SORRY I USE THE INTERNET TO FIND PEOPLE THAT WILL ACTUALLY TALK TO ME SINCE NO ONE IN THIS TOWN WILL EVEN LOOK AT ME. BECAUSE OF YOU.
I have never blamed my problems on you and I'm sick of you blaming them on me!
I'm only a teenager. I'm still a couple of years from being a legal adult. But you're putting EVERYTHING on me and I'm SICK of it.
But y'know what? I'll never say it to your face because I respect you and I want you to believe you're being a good mother. I want you to believe you're doing your very best for me because I know how emotional you get.
I say nothing and endure this s**t because, whether I like it or not, I love you. You brought me into this world and you struggle to "keep me in it". I know you try sometimes. I just wish you'd try all the time.
I wish for a couple nights of the week for you to stay home and watch movies with me. Ask me how my boring day of sitting at home alone was. Ask me if everything's okay in my life.
Show some emotion when I tell you my favorite puppy has just died. Don't tell me "I'll take care of it when I get home" like it's nothing. Don't proceed to ask what I want for dinner. I don't give a ********. Something close to me has just been taken from me. Why the ******** would I worry about what you're going to cook? I'm going to eat it regardless. And stop telling me to do YOUR dishes. I wash my s**t as soon as I put it in the sink. You need to stop going and getting drunk and take care of your own ******** s**t. I take care of mine very well and I'm many, many years younger than you.
I'm a lazy teenager and I still do my chores. What's your excuse?
Terribly sorry. Doubt anyone will read this. I kinda hope no one does, because this was just to let it all out. I'm so sick and tired of all this s**t building up on me. I have too many thoughts and I let my emotions get the better of me. I let the world get to me. It's a bad thing but at least it makes me realize that I'm partly human.
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