Feb 5, 2013
What the fuck am I supposed to buy my dead brother for his birthday, mum? He's dead, for Christ's sake. His corpse hardly has any use for toys and/or teddy bears.
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What the fuck am I supposed to buy my dead brother for his birthday, mum? He's dead, for Christ's sake. His corpse hardly has any use for toys and/or teddy bears.
My mother and stepfather just asked me who Stephen Hawking is I can't What the fuck
THANK YOU FOR FINALLY GETTING THE FUCKING PICTURE JESUS
Mum: So, is Jade going to schoolies?
Me: I don't know.
Mum: Is Jade going out with someone else?
Me: I don't know.
Mum: Are you two still dating?
Me: *scoffs* No.
Mum: Fine, I'll stop asking.
Me: Good.
Mum: Are you going out with Jade again?
Me: HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA. No.
Mum's probably ecstatic that we broke up Now she doesn't have to worry about her family members discovering that her daughter is disgusting and an abomination Hahahaha My family amuse me
Oh, mum, don't start taking an interest in my relationship with Jade now that you know we've broken up. Who cares? It amused me though, because she was like, "What did you do?" of course it was my fault, mum. Of course you'd assume that
I do not posses the words to adequately express how pissed off I am Someone went through my book. Someone went through my fucking book. My. Fucking. Black. Fucking. Book. You have no idea what's in there. I'll give you some details I have pages and pages from the start of the year that are just about food and how much I hate my body and starving and purging and binging and excessive exercising and punishments for gaining weight Things about how much I wanted to kill myself and how much I hated myself and my family and just everything Journal type entries Photos of people I care about Random pieces of paper that have extremely depressing things written on them I can't I just Fuck you, mum Fuck you I want to snap your neck right now. I remember how a few days ago you said, "it's okay, i'm not going to go through your things. I only did it that one time because i wanted to make sure you didn't have things to cut with" one time, huh? Complete and total bullshit and you know it. You go through my stuff all the time. Yes, I should have brought the book with me but she just would have gotten pissed off at me for bringing it. This explains the way she was looking at me when i got home and why she was avoiding me and was so pissed off at me for no reason I just- i cannot deal with this right now How fucking dare she I even asked if someone had been in my room becausw Johnny had my stuff and she lied. Lol. Haha. It's funny because she lies the way i do, so i always know
Please, let me punch her in the face without her knowledge I just want to punch her in the face Maybe one day I will punch her in the face, but that's unlikely