chipped off
i hate people. I hate the world. I love people. I love the world.
today was very neutral. i was NOT GRUMPY... it was just normal.
tonight was fun at Mike's, we just hung out and listened to some of my music and what not.
but the way home?
ruined it.
everything was just like, "What was the point in that?"
what was it?
gord, of course, brought this on. if i get into a car with him and the radio's off, i'm in for a lecture. he's predictable. he bitched at me for asking my mom to pick me up, saying she has a bad back, she just got a root canal started, mouth sores for more than a month, infection in the face-
I didn't know this stuff. Do you think I would have bothered her had I known she wasn't feeling well? Maybe if you told me these things i would know better! until then, fuck off! Innocence is found only in Ignorance, and guess what? I was ignorant about that.
she didn't even talk to me about what was going on. Nothing.
how can you be open to someone who isn't open to you? she doesn't tell me these things!
so i was bitched at for that. threatened to have my road test changed from the 14th of december to sometime next year, when im gone...
threatening me with the most bitter tone i have heard.
i understand you Love her... but dont take your grief of her sickness out on me. I'm not the cause of her problems, at least not by purpose. You think I would WANT that? you think I want my MOTHER to be in PAIN? FUCK OFF, you pathetic loser! i didn't know she was having that bad of a time. had I, I wouldn't be such a dick that I apparently am. Yeah, i know I'm a useless human being, get off my case, i have hard times too...
he could have at least ASKED me not to bug her for rides. if he had asked and explained why he asked, i would have been much better with this. i would have been more relaxed and happy still. but instead you make me feel like a fucking eight year old. I do not appreciate your tone with me. so fuck you and go to hell.
so i'm not in a good mood anymore...
music - tom petty, you don't know how it feels. go figure.
today was very neutral. i was NOT GRUMPY... it was just normal.
tonight was fun at Mike's, we just hung out and listened to some of my music and what not.
but the way home?
ruined it.
everything was just like, "What was the point in that?"
what was it?
gord, of course, brought this on. if i get into a car with him and the radio's off, i'm in for a lecture. he's predictable. he bitched at me for asking my mom to pick me up, saying she has a bad back, she just got a root canal started, mouth sores for more than a month, infection in the face-
I didn't know this stuff. Do you think I would have bothered her had I known she wasn't feeling well? Maybe if you told me these things i would know better! until then, fuck off! Innocence is found only in Ignorance, and guess what? I was ignorant about that.
she didn't even talk to me about what was going on. Nothing.
how can you be open to someone who isn't open to you? she doesn't tell me these things!
so i was bitched at for that. threatened to have my road test changed from the 14th of december to sometime next year, when im gone...
threatening me with the most bitter tone i have heard.
i understand you Love her... but dont take your grief of her sickness out on me. I'm not the cause of her problems, at least not by purpose. You think I would WANT that? you think I want my MOTHER to be in PAIN? FUCK OFF, you pathetic loser! i didn't know she was having that bad of a time. had I, I wouldn't be such a dick that I apparently am. Yeah, i know I'm a useless human being, get off my case, i have hard times too...
he could have at least ASKED me not to bug her for rides. if he had asked and explained why he asked, i would have been much better with this. i would have been more relaxed and happy still. but instead you make me feel like a fucking eight year old. I do not appreciate your tone with me. so fuck you and go to hell.
so i'm not in a good mood anymore...
music - tom petty, you don't know how it feels. go figure.
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