It's the time of the year again that I have my annual row-for-a-day-or-two-with-your-parents! Well, it has advanced from a day or two to a week or two. Nothing I do is ever right, isn't it? They've been finding fault with me since the start of the fasting month and I've been reasoning with them thus far. And I'm getting sick and tired of coming up with reasons that I don't even think I have to give. I'm fourteen. Yes, I undestand I still live in the same house as you, being fed by you and being taken care of, but you're the one who has asked me to be independant. You were the ones who said that I would have to take care of myself when you were gone. That I was the only one who was capable to do that. So why do you keep finding reasons to tear my head apart? Honestly, I'd love to ask you that question and wait for an answer. I have the rest of my life ahead, I'll wait.

I'm scared to death of what my relationship with my parents would be like in future.

Oh, at first I thought you were one of my friends. Honestly, I did. I thought you were actually cool. But then your true colours showed and dude, I'm asking for a better view. So what if you have a rank? I'm not under you, I'm not even in the same thing that you are. So who do you think you are to boss me, and my friends, around? You were the one who followed us so why do you want us to go away? ...Making sense, right? I am. You're just to headstrong to fucking deal with it. Sometimes, someone's highest quality is his own weakness. You've use your power to your best, well, as you put it, but then you have missed use it.
We're in public, we're in school, so what if our voices could be heard a million miles away? You jealous of our perfectly audible voice or are you just ashamed of your own? I'd pick the latter because god damn it, dude, you sound like a monkey on swings. I'm begining to sound like Chris Crocker(I'm starting to look like him too). If you really want to put up a battle then say it to our faces. My face, specifically. I know, I've been asking around for fights every so often. I get bored with my life and people like you entertain me. Because why? Because I can own your pathetic I-love-music-boys-are-chasing-after-me-because-I'm-cheap-not-pretty-and-I-love-to-go-around-telling-people-I'm-better-then-them-because-secretly-I'm-just-jealous-they're-the-ones-better-then-me persona. If you really have nothing to say to me, or us, I suggest your shrug us off your shoulders. Back your shit up, you're just slightly clever but just to a certain extent.

Why I do this? Because I can. And I want to. And I'm basically fucked in the nuts(as in brains, my dear perverts). I've been dealing with so much shit in the past fourteen years of life, more shit won't hurt. Honestly.

It's the time of the year again that I have my annual row-for-a-day-or-two-with-your-parents! Well, it has advanced from a day or two to a week or two. Nothing I do is ever right, isn't it? They've been finding fault with me since the start of the fasting month and I've been reasoning with them thus far. And I'm getting sick and tired of coming up with reasons that I don't even think I have to give. I'm fourteen. Yes, I undestand I still live in the same house as you, being fed by you and being taken care of, but you're the one who has asked me to be independant. You were the ones who said that I would have to take care of myself when you were gone. That I was the only one who was capable to do that. So why do you keep finding reasons to tear my head apart? Honestly, I'd love to ask you that question and wait for an answer. I have the rest of my life ahead, I'll wait.

I'm scared to death of what my relationship with my parents would be like in future.

Oh, at first I thought you were one of my friends. Honestly, I did. I thought you were actually cool. But then your true colours showed and dude, I'm asking for a better view. So what if you have a rank? I'm not under you, I'm not even in the same thing that you are. So who do you think you are to boss me, and my friends, around? You were the one who followed us so why do you want us to go away? ...Making sense, right? I am. You're just to headstrong to fucking deal with it. Sometimes, someone's highest quality is his own weakness. You've use your power to your best, well, as you put it, but then you have missed use it.
We're in public, we're in school, so what if our voices could be heard a million miles away? You jealous of our perfectly audible voice or are you just ashamed of your own? I'd pick the latter because god damn it, dude, you sound like a monkey on swings. I'm begining to sound like Chris Crocker(I'm starting to look like him too). If you really want to put up a battle then say it to our faces. My face, specifically. I know, I've been asking around for fights every so often. I get bored with my life and people like you entertain me. Because why? Because I can own your pathetic I-love-music-boys-are-chasing-after-me-because-I'm-cheap-not-pretty-and-I-love-to-go-around-telling-people-I'm-better-then-them-because-secretly-I'm-just-jealous-they're-the-ones-better-then-me persona. If you really have nothing to say to me, or us, I suggest your shrug us off your shoulders. Back your shit up, you're just slightly clever but just to a certain extent.

Why I do this? Because I can. And I want to. And I'm basically fucked in the nuts(as in brains, my dear perverts). I've been dealing with so much shit in the past fourteen years of life, more shit won't hurt. Honestly.