go me i fucked up again
thats all i ever do. fuck up.
i didnt even do anything that serious. i forgot to tell my step-mum that ross [my step-brother] need pickig up from work at 6 not 7.
she asked me to text him if he still needed picking up at 7 n i rememeber. it was 5.40 when she asked. & she goes mental- goes to my dad n bitches about me to him before stroming out.
im sorry i FORGOT. it was an ACCEDENT. im HUMAN.
ive just spent the last 4 fours writing a 2000 word essay on "what is art?" . sorry that i FORGOT.
now she’s in a bad mood. n everyone has to put up with it & its my fault. n she’ll take it out on me, n bring up about the fact she has stuff to do, n she has to work all week, n she does this & that.
i do so much more than her so she can FUCK OFF.
I FUCKING HATE HER!
SHE’S THE REASON I WANT TO DIE. SHE’S THE REASON I HATE MYSELF
I HATE LIVING HER,
IM AFRAID EVERY SINGLE DAY,
SHE’S THE REASON IM TO SCARED TO MYSELF.
SHE’S THE REASON MY DADS MISRABLE.
SHE’S THE REASON MY MUM IS MISRABLE.
SHE FUCKED EVERYTHING UP.
SHE IS FUCKED UP.
I WISH I COULD GO TO SLEEP & NEVER WAKE UP.