My mom decides to yell at me for like the 100th time this week. About what? Suicide. I was yelling about how I thought the suicide support thing was dumb.
"Oh, it's a cry for help!" she says.
Me-Yeah, bitch. Where were you when I was 8 years old and trying to kill myself. Were you gonna answer my cry for help? Bitch please.
I didn't really say that. Then it turned to this.
Mom-And your dad picks you up ever day! And I come home and fix supper!
What I heard-Your father takes you to your educational system and you feed me. Your life is so hard, mom.
IF YOU DIDN'T WANT ME, USE A CONDOM!!
-MEG
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