my god damn van got stuck in the snow, it took me an hour to get it out, but i didnt ask for help. although i hate the cold, ive frostbitten 8 fingers, not to the point where its blackened and dead, but enough to where i cant feel anything except a burning stinging sensation. i know that i said pain did not make a difference, but damn it feels nice!
i also thing i frose something in my right shoulder blade
i worked a deal with my father, i no longer have to do anything for them, no working, no arguments, more freedom in which i wave stuggled to acheive. but in turn, my room and bathroom are run like an apartment, get my own food or i starve, keep it clean or i get thrown out, basically im on my own.
why the hell did it take so long for them to do this!?
my mother again! i was helping set up her greenhouse. after i taped up holes in the plastic, that bitch freaked out on me, she said it wasn't worth shit and how all i do is create more work for her, that im immature. i had every fucking hole taped up but the little cunt judt loves pissing me off, betting on when im gonna break, ill cut out her fucking tounge! my dad on the other hand is nice to me as much as possible, always telling me to try and make the right choice and always minds his own damn buisness whenever his wife feel like raising hell and ill thank him for that
long day at work, my co-workers never really made it much better.
i know that they are my friends, but it seems they expend extra effort into getting in my way.
i feel like a bomb, push the right buttons and the bomb will go off, regaurdless of whos around to feel the burn. yet they are still friends, if i go off, ill try to hold my spread to as low of area as possible
or should I?
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