Cara is such a bitch.
so i told her my honest opinion about getting a dog. i didn't think we had enough room. i didn't think it was a good idea. and i thought it would get neglected.
her responce? get bitchy.
"you're what? almost 20? and still living at home? you have no say in what we do"
EXCUSE ME?
FUCK YOU
BITCH. THIS IS AS MUCH MY HOME AS IT IS YOURS.
I was so tempted tp pull over and make her get out of my car. make her walk home.
just because i'm being logical and you're being a brat doesn't give you the right to be so fucking disrespectful.
but you know what? fine.
if she doesn't think i should be living at home? then to her - i won't/
i won't talk to her unless i absolutley have to.
i won't give her rides or pick her up unless mom asks me to specifically, and in that case i will play my folk music that i know she hates. and i will probably keep the AC off and windows down.
bitch.
i won't by her any more treats.
it will be as if we aren't even living the same house.
she is the ONLY reason i want to leave.
SHE is the reason its unfortunate i am still living at home.
FUCKING BITCH.
it is not uncommon nor is it wrong or socially unacceptable to still be living at home at the age of 20. financially? its the best option.
its times like these where i'm glad i;m on my meds and can handle this rage. otherwise i'd have bashed her head into the window. and then locked her out the car.
even now i want to beat the ever living shit out of her.
if i ever do lose it and start killing people.
she will be the first to go.
and at times like these, i think i'd enjoy it.
ugh i want to use her face as a punching bag.
i can't say i hate her... but the feeling is close.
i love her but i can't stand her. and i only love her because she is kin.
its hard to consider her family.
she is kin.
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