/: my mom like just fucking flipped out once i got home. and she thought i was doing bad things or those shit becuase i came home with a rose. a rose frankie kindly gave me. She just came outta no where cursing in chinese and was like "look how young you are and you already know how to date?! No wonder you came home late, doing bad things. Better not dare to fucking date." I wanna fuck stab her. I wanted to save my beautiful flower and put it in the vase. Then she thought i was already doing 'bad things'. I told her shitload of times I
was not doing anything. But shes like "yeah, keep deny it," fuckin yelling it. I just shut the fuck up.
I took the rose from the vase, broke it into peices & torn all the fucking pedals apart. Now when she wakes the fuck up , she will see no
rose. happy now mom? To prove to my fucking mom i was just having a friendly dinner. She doesnt even fucking trust me. Just becuase this time i came home with a rose, she throws a bitchfit. I always come home late. So wtf. I cried alittle becuase it was just a
present. Just so sorry
frankie huangg. This is why i hate home , dealing with someone like her.
Just jog it off.
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