I need to start sticking up to my dad, but I’m so fucking scared of him. i’m scared of my own fucking dad. what is wrong with me.
seriously i don’t want to spend 2 fucking months in your house over the summer with the only person in my entire life i can honestly say i hate. i honestly get depressed every time i think about spending even one week with that bitch you are “so in love with.”
especially when this is my last summer that i will spend in Boulder ever. mom is moving and i will never again spend more than 2 weeks here in a row for the rest of my life.
SERIOUSLY FUCK YOU.
I DON’T WANT TO SPEND MORE THAN 2 WEEKS WITH YOU AT THAT FUCKING HELLHOLE.
IF I DIDN’T SEE YOU FOR THE ENTIRE SUMMER I WOULDN’T EVEN BAT A FUCKING EYE.
