omg i'm not too freaking young. i'm a sophomore in high school, i'm almost sixteen. i know what i'm doing. why can't you just let me go out late for once. why can't you just let me relieve my stress for one night. like, what the fuck. you don't ever even tell me when we have plans. i ask you if i can go somewhere, all you say is, "we were supposed to go out and eat with blahblah" like what the fuck you never told me. why don't you ever tell me. you don't tell me i'm busy, then i make plans. that's how my life works okay. that's why i'm gonna die early and get a heart attack. i don't fucking care anymore. what the fuck.
you don't let me wear shorts like above my knees. you won't let me wear this dress i wanna wear. you don't fucking tell me when we have plans. you don't let me drive. you don't let me even fucking pierce my ears. you don't let me go out late with friends. you don't let me go to the beach with no adult supervision. i'm not too fucking young for all of this. can i not have some fun ? i'm a sophomore, and i'm completely stressed out 24/7, all day every day, and you won't let me go out and have some fun with asb. "we have to many bondings" well maybe that's cuhs we're normal high school teenagers who like to hang out with each other and get away from all the stress of school. when i'm 25, are you still gonna say i'm too young ? cuhs i'm not too fucking young to pierce my ears, i'm really not. you question every little thing i do, like making samiches for my friends. why do you need to fucking know about my samiches -_-
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