Why must my family insist on being the boil on the ass of my life and all humanity?
I am done. Misery loves company. I do not wish to place my reservation with misery yet. They SUCK! My brother is 18 and a punk. My mother is a puppet that he controls. I am soooo over it!
I am done. Misery loves company. I do not wish to place my reservation with misery yet. They SUCK! My brother is 18 and a punk. My mother is a puppet that he controls. I am soooo over it!
Bastards!
Can I get some OTC relief???
3 comments:
Ah, family... gotta love 'em.`
Ugh. I am feeling a bit normal now. I have one of them. Mine is a sister. What a pest! My mother? Her slave. Really. Slave.
Right now I have deicided just to go on with life. It is keeping me much happier right now than dealing with their bullshit termoil.
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