i hate everything.
and i wish i could go home and write.
but i can't, because my ******** ******** father is at home and i hate him at home.
and he's going to be home for like months because of his ******** hip replacement.
and it's going to suck and please please hang out with me a lot from october till like december or january or february, whenever he goes back to ******** work.
please. anyone. i can't deal with him all the ******** time, that's why i hate summer, and the heat too, but he's home all the time and AGGGGGGHGHGHGHGHGHHHH.
i...cannot deal with him.
he wants me to be catholic and a boy and into sports and popularity and be good at art but i can't do any of those things. and i know he wishes i was different than what i am but i can't change, i've tried and i can't and i know i'll change someday but never, never what he wants and he'll never think i'm good enough. and i'll never ******** be good enough for anyone, will i?
whatever. what ******** ever.
i think i'll be a snake lady instead of a cat lady, i'll be scarier.
edit;; my dad decided to throw anything that 'doesn't belong in the living room' into my room, even things that weren't mine. So now I can't reach my bed. Awesome.
and i wish i could go home and write.
but i can't, because my ******** ******** father is at home and i hate him at home.
and he's going to be home for like months because of his ******** hip replacement.
and it's going to suck and please please hang out with me a lot from october till like december or january or february, whenever he goes back to ******** work.
please. anyone. i can't deal with him all the ******** time, that's why i hate summer, and the heat too, but he's home all the time and AGGGGGGHGHGHGHGHGHHHH.
i...cannot deal with him.
he wants me to be catholic and a boy and into sports and popularity and be good at art but i can't do any of those things. and i know he wishes i was different than what i am but i can't change, i've tried and i can't and i know i'll change someday but never, never what he wants and he'll never think i'm good enough. and i'll never ******** be good enough for anyone, will i?
whatever. what ******** ever.
i think i'll be a snake lady instead of a cat lady, i'll be scarier.
edit;; my dad decided to throw anything that 'doesn't belong in the living room' into my room, even things that weren't mine. So now I can't reach my bed. Awesome.