You know when you just want to tell someone to fuck off? Yes mother, I mean you.
You don’t have to come into my room, how is it effecting my quality of life if it isn’t mega tidy? I can’t fucking win, I don’t do my school work I get screwed at, I don’t tidy my room I get screwed at.
Seriously, shut the fuck up, yelling at me down the phone, threatening to kick me out over a messy room, don’t take your bad day out on me, I don’t give a shit.
I'm an eighteen year old female, figuring out who I want to be and where I want to go in life, I'm going through all the ups and downs of adolescence and discovering new feelings and people. This is where I ponder things worth pondering, and where I can truly be me.
