#226.
This is a post I wrote up this morning at roughly six AM, with mother speaking extremely loud to me while I was trying to eat. Okay.

I know this sounds self centred and what not but for god's sake, why is that you do that? When someone does something wrong wouldn't it just be better to be up front about it? Why do you always talk around in circles, in your oh so generalised manner? For fuck's sake! It makes everyone feel guilty even those who aren't involved. Your extreme exaggeration of the circumstances as well as your extreme pending measures. On top of that, your blaming anyone but yourself. Fuck. You even threaten to give it all up. When it comes down to it, it really is your own decision, but you say we don't want to help? Even if we did, after your 'talk' I don't know how much we still want to participate...

You know what? It isn't even fucking started yet. We haven't even fucking started and you're having this bitch fit! What will happen once we really do get down to it? What happens then, are your fits going to get worse? If that's the case, give it up now then. I dare you, give up your dream. Just know that I love you and I was always willing to help. Though the final decision is ultimately yours. Drop all the pressure and talk it out calmly, instead of pissing everyone off and making me cry this early on a Tuesday morning.


Fuck, mum. Calm it.


Will do a more positive post later, currently basking in this lovely weather.

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