You know what?
I HATE my parents.
I'm giving two examples to show how much they CARE about me ok?
So the first was this one time when a plate dropped on the floor.
It dropped onto my HEAD first then onto the floor.
And i was fucking crying man.
And you know what they said?
Don't worry, the plate's not broken.
Did they not care that my fucking head hurt like fucking hell?!
Then today, a bowl dropped and broke.
My dad was already asleep and my mum didn't do an thing.
She didn't even flinch.
The bowl could've injured me for fucks sake!!!
But no, it's not like she's care or anything like that right?
Like all parents are meant to do that!
Why can't they be like other people's parents and care?
Fucking mother.
Fucking shit.
Fucking life.
Fucking fuck fuck.

ttyl