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Tuesday, May 31, 2005


Anger Management

I seriously don't know if my parents are actually trying to mess with my brain and mess me up further. We had two viewings today, I went out to work out afterwards because there'd be no more people around today (and it was after 8 PM).

It should probably also be pointed out that I'm PMS'ing.

So when mom comes out to say there's someone coming 'round to have a look at the house I think my parents are considerate enough to let me finish...... NO. I'm practically thrown out mid-training.

I figure I'll just cool down with a shower but then realize that maybe they've not toured the garden yet and I don't feel like showing off my naked self through the bathroom window. Then there's the fact that things I need aren't in their usual place and at this point I was beyond furious so it's not like I was about to ask where it could be found now and I couldn't punch any walls because then they'd wonder what was going on and BLAH BLAH BLAH.

And mom's still not helped me wax my legs. She's paid as little attention to me as possible. Nice. Why don't I just go drown myself now and spare you the sight of me falling into darkness, hm?

Oh, and the most ironic part is that we're doing all this for me. Because the guy that tried to rape me always comes back to this town after his jail time. At this point I'd rather put up with him being around than feeling like my existence isn't worth the dirt I walk on.



Sorry about that but it needed to come out and I'm a bit calmer now that I've written it down. I just want and need and can't get anything.

*goes hunting for people to play Literati with*

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