OF EVERYTHING. Let me break it down for you; simply because I know you’re a little stalker &I know that you’re reading this.
Warning: Long ass rant. Long ass rant. Long ass rant. Excessive cussing included, also.
1) You have such nerve to yell at me and tell me that I should so stuff around the house.
2) You think everything I do is a joke.
3) You don’t believe me in anything I say.
4) You always, ALWAYS, ALWAYS, blame stuff on me. NOW I see it, how was I so blind? HELLO, IT’S FUCKIN’ FAVORITISM. Obviously, I’m not your favorite and you’ve been bullshitting the whole time about, “I love my children equally.” Two words: bull and SHIT.let me get into detail.
1) You have ball, bitch, hard ass balls to come at me yelling once you wake up. Going on a rampage saying that I don’t do anything in the house. Wtf, really? Am I the one that sits in front of a computer all day, play some dumb FARM game, and look up cupcakes all day long? Um, no. I’m over here CLEANING THE HOUSE; which, obviously, isn’t ‘clean’ enough for you. And I’m over here trying to learn my drivers shit so you don’t have to drive me places. I’m doing you a favor. But straight up? Fuck you, you obviously don’t know that I’m trying my best to please you—If you weren’t my Mom, I’d probably just give you 10 times worst the attitude I already give you. And what pisses me off is that you kiss up to me, act to fuckin’ innocent to me, when YOU want to go shopping. It’s an excuse for you to spend money without my Dad bitchin’ out on you. And you know it’s the fuckin’ truth.
2) You think I’m a joke. Yeah, thanks. I’m not a fuckin’ stand up comedian—everytime I open my mouth to say something, you give me some bullshit sarcastic laugh like I’m no good; no good to be in your presence of some sort. Reality check: You’re not the fuckin’ Queen of England. You’re just like everyone else. Stop trying to act all highly.
3) You think I lie through my teeth 24/7. Hm, yeah, okay. Just because you ask for me to help you clean at the wrong time, you assume that I’m lying? No, I’ve been studying my Driver’s Ed since SIX IN THE MORNING. You were asleep, no way possible for you to see that. And you think I’m joking about me thinking I have insomnia? Let me ask you this, why on fucks Earth would I joke about something like that? Do you think I find it ludicrous that I can’t sleep and I’m terribly tired in the mornings/afternoons? I wouldn’t joke about that, that’s ridiculous.
4) Favoritism. I’m not your favorite—simple as that. No need of explination.
And quite honestly, to be frank, I don’t even want to try bonding with you anymore. I give up. Once we re-build that relationship, it falls apart. All MY hard work for nothing. It’s like you enjoy seeing me pissed off, just so you could yell and scream at me for no reason once again. It’s like a cycle.
I’m breaking that cycle as of now.
It’s just casual talk. I give up on being close to you.
And you wonder why I choose my Dad over you?Actually, I never said that…
and you wonder why I’d move out on my own instead of living with you? It’s not fuckin’ rocket science, woman. Think for yourself once in awhile…
Ahhh Kyanna i hope ur dam insomnia blows over…..
