Getting yelled at by my step dad for something I didn’t mean to do/didn’t do is always the highlight of my dead. Today I was moving something into my room and knocked over a glass bowl, I vacuumed it up to clean the mess, but I can NEVER do anything right so he just had to clean up a second time after me and bitch at me about my lack of empathy and how when I live on my own my place is going to be a sty… Thanks, love you too.
School is out and Graduation is next week, but I’m more excited to go to College and decorate my dorm room in 4 months then to go graduate…