Thursday, August 23, 2012

My Fucking Father, that motherfucking asshole, woke me up, banging pots and pans in the kitchen.  He only did that to wake me up.  Since I thought they were staying home instead of going to The Store before picking up my sister, I had to wake up.  And then I was brushing my teeth My Fucking Father and Mother left for work.  Typical passive-aggressive behavior.

As soon as I heard and saw their minivan leave the driveway, I finished brushing my teeth and went back to bed.  Or tried to go back to bed.  I lolled around trying to pass out, and maybe I fell asleep between 11 and 11:30.

I showed him.  Maybe.

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