you're kidding me...

current mood: djsakdjasfuckyou.
current song: t.i. ft. alfamega & busta rhymes - hurt.

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alrighty parents, we made a fucking deal...
when it's the fuckin' weekend, i get to go where ever, stay where ever, & do whatever the fuck i want to. weekdays; i stay home, do my homework, focus in school. gotcha. I UNDERSTAND THAT, & i thought you did too, but i guess you're just plain stupid.
putting this fckin' third lock & locking me in this damn house, ain't finna want me stay the fuck home. it makes me want to get outta this hellhole even more. that lock, symbolizes imprisonment for me. you guys don't have nobody, no friends, no nothing. so you wouldn't understand. this home, is ALL you have. i don't, i have bigger things, i need friends. me staying home, MEANS absolutely nothing to you & you know it. do you guys talk to me? no. do we ever go anywhere together? no. i'm just in my room, all damn day, doin' my own thang, while you guys do yours. so, to me, it's like i'm in an empty house. i don't see any point of me staying at this dumb house.
whatever though, i'm going to continue to get the fuck out of here on the damn weekends, & it's only going to be more of a burden for you guys.

seroussssly? fuck you, fuck this house, fuck how retarded you guys are. wait until i'm 18... in one year, i'm outta this bitch, & your dumbasses can't say shit. -_-