Ugh.
I’m such a jealous freak with you.
I trust you but idk, I’ve realized how easily one can mess up and it makes me nervous.
I hate this but I can’t seem to shake the feeling.

Honestly I hate you.
You haven’t work in almost 2 months, you’re the fucking mother. You are the one whos supposed to have shit figured out and pay the bills.
But of course not. I have to pay for my own school tuition and my books. On top of that I pay for everything for myself. And practically for you.
I need to give you money so we can have fucking food in our fridge. You can’t pay for Mel’s rent or food.
You take my money without asking or guilt trip me until I give into you. You then call me a bitch, lazy, fat ass and everything else.
Bitch, I go to school full time, have stage and go to work 3 days a week. I have my shit more together then you do. I can’t wait until I move out and just leave you with no communication.

I have two parents but they’re not parents. Ones a fuck up and ones pretty much dead to me.

ugh, my so tired of the bullshit that goes on in my life.
my dad is a piece of shit and hasnt been in my life for like 2 years now.
fucking moron created a facebook account with our dogs name as his password which made it easy to hack into.

today I randomly decide to go on it and see what hes been writting.
I see a message from his ex wife (who i know) and I read it. Turns out my grandfather died of cancer at the beginning of the month. 
I never had a relationship with my grandfather so i’m not that upset, it is the fact that he couldnt even bother picking up the phone to let me know that he died? like honestly?

you’re a fucking piece of shit and deserve the worst in life.  
I am fucking proud to say that I will be the best parent when I have children and to be sure never to pick a man who will be as terrible of a father as you are.  

I feel like i’m the only one who cares.