Red Hot Chili Peppers | Under The Bridge (live acoustic Amsterdam 1991)
I can’t imagine living with my dad alone forever. I can’t. I would rather die. I think I would literally kill myself. I can’t take this. He treats me like his fucking slave. I don’t reserve the right to anything. To him I’m a robot who’s supposed to kiss his ass and clean up his shit without getting tired. Fucking hell, I’m tired of hearing the sentence “have you made my dinner?” Who the fuck am I? The chef that you hired? I’m tired of waking up to his complaints, I’m tired of his ungratefulness. I fucking cycled to the supermarket yesterday and bought all the things we needed to survive on and he came home unsatisfied. Does he even realize I’m not the adult around here? I fucking hate his guts right now. I can’t believe he yelled at me in the car all the way to school and then as I stepped out he was like “don’t I get to kiss on the cheek to say bye?” UH NO DAD. Do I look like a moron. He fucking made me late to class, and I didn’t even show up because I was too busy sitting in a toilet cubicle trying to rid my face of leaked mascara. I’m dreading having to sit with him on an entire flight for 3 hours. His fat ass taking up all the space, his snoring, his disgusting manners, and his selfishness. I FUCKING HATE IT. Someone kidnap me. PLEASE. I’d rather sleep on the street. I just want my freedom back. I just want to punch this asshole in the face, tell him to go fuck himself and leave. I hate this so much… and the added stress of all the shit I have to do before leaving is not fucking helping. ajbgrjnakmnff.
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This actually brought a smile to my face. So to all the soulless people I hate, go climb a cactus :3