The shit i’m too afraid to do
Mom: [opens the door and sees me still in my pajamas that consist of an AoT shirt and Gamzee pants] Ugh, go change you know I hate you wearing those stupid clothes
Me: [stands up] how bout YOU go change YOUR fucking attitude, what i’m wearing is fine, i’m not going out in these like we agreed on, even though i would LOVE to wear my awesome fandom shirts out, but because you have to be so fucking Pear-shaped and micro-manage everything we [motions to my father and myself] do, you can’t let us be ourselves, because you worked way to many 3rd shifts for too many years, now shut up the hell up and leave us the fuck alone because we are sooo much happier with out your controlling ass ruining our day,
thank you and please fuck off!