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Tuesday, June 14, 2005


   I'm pissed!
I hate my fucking father! All he ever does is either yell or hit me becuase everything my fault. I hate the bastard! I hope he dies soon. He told me he was sick of my additude but I never had an additude with him, he just thinjs that.
Like today he said that he found spilled soda on the door and he spoke to me about it as if I had done it. Then he had the never to roughly grab my chin and make me look into his eyes when he was yelling at me. I tired to be calm and say something but my anger took control and she came out causing a whole lot of mess. Then I got up and walked away, he followed me and yelled at me some more before I tried to slam the door on hid face. He opened it and grabbed the back of my bathing suit and yanked on it, causing it to rip and me to fall to the floor. My mother step in and saved me from the beating of my life. I thankful she's here. I am so thankful.
He said I can either go back on my medication or get the fuck out and I only have three days to decide. I seriously call that tough love. I going with the leaving part.
For me to be really happy is for lots and lots of money and a boat so I can sail as far away from here as I want and to an island where he'll never find me. That's sad, huh?

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