SEE! Marvak's deathly stare pierce your heart!
HEAR! Her short temper in effect from miles away!
FEEL! The burning caress of her shoe across your soft flesh!
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I fucking hate my dad.
Posted 02-26-2008 at 01:54 AM by Marvak
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God, he seriously needs some kind of anger management routine or something.
Okay, so here's the scenario; let's say I, I dunno, forget to take out the rubbish and it gets too full. That wouldn't be a problem for me, I'd just be like 'Oh shiz, I better take that out' and then I'd take the bag out and tie it up (sometime I'd have to take some of the rubbish out so it'll fit, but what kind of worry is that?) and then I'd take it outside to the wheelie bin.
But if dad discovers it and it even looks like it's full, then he goes bat-shit insane (at me) and yells and creates a huge, unessessary ruckus. (We have to use a cardboard box as a bin nowadays after he utterly destroyed our good metal bin in one of his little fits of rage.)
It's a fucking bin. Who cares if it's full or not?!
And it's not just things like that. It's things like me forgetting to feed the animals (Horses x 2 & Dogs x 2) till one hour later. It's just one hour. It's not like their stomachs are developing ulcers from starvation. No need to punch a hole in the wall over it.
I dread is prescence. Every school day I take the crowded & filthy buses home just so I don't have to go home with him. I hate being in the same room as him. I sleep over at my friend's place on weekends as much as I can just to avoid being stuck in the house with him. Every time he speaks to me my first thought is "What the fuck did I do wrong now?"
What's probably the worst thing about it is, he gets angriest when he sees me crying. He can destory the whole house but I'm not allowed to convey the smallest recognisable form of emotion.
Bah. Only two more years before I can leave forever. I need to get a job to buy a house... or maybe I can park at one of my friend's places while I do after I leave school. All I know is, as soon, as fucking soon as I turn 18, boom. I'm leaving this Odd-damned hell hole for fucking GOOD.
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