Saturday, 3 July 2010
12:38:09 PM (GMT)
..My dad is so paranoid.
He gave my brother and I whistles so we could whistle to each other if there's
trouble or something like that. He gave me a flashlight to carry around in my bag in
case I need to defend myself by blinding someone AND OHMYGOD SOMETIMES HE DOESN'T
EVEN LET ME OPEN MY CURTAINS FOR GOD'S SAKE. SUFFOCATE ME WHY DON'T YOU?
I know he means well, but I want bacon HE TOOK AWAY MY BACON/JUNK FOOD
PRIVILEGES(lol), CAN YOU EVEN. I WANT FRIES THAT WOULD CLOG MY ARTERIES, DAMMIT.
Sure, he's being overprotective and just wants the best for me/wants me safe/wants me
under a rock until all's well in the world but sometimes, it's a little too much.
EVERYTHING IS DANGEROUS, EVERYONE'S A VILLAIN, I SHOULD JUST BE A BYSTANDER, DON'T
LOOK AT SOMEONE IN THE EYE, VICIOUSLY ATTACK ANYONE IN 5 FEET RADIUS, DON'T HELP
STRANGERS EVEN IF THEY'RE BLEEDING AND SCREAMING FOR HELP BECAUSE THEY MIGHT MUG YOU,
DON'T ANSWER THE PHONE IF THEY'RE SELLING SOMETHING, BE RUDE TO RUDE PEOPLE, LISTEN
TO ME, GODAMMIT, DON'T BE AN EFFING HERO, DAMMIT, BE A VEGETABLE, FOR GOD'S SAKE.
It's not helping my self-esteem, y'know 8'D
And I'm getting paranoid too - and becoming way too serious and suspicious of
everyone. I actually shrieked when my brother tapped my shoulder after calling
my name a few days ago. Is this becoming serious because I don't want to be like this
forever. I don't want to live like everyone's out to kill me. I don't want to die one
day and be like, "DAYUMM, MY LIFE WAS PRETTY SHITTY, I WISH I WAS MOAR CAREFREE B|"
Just needed to vent, lovelies, just vent.
Okay, end exaggerated rant.