No plans for tonight, but I really don’t mind.
*Memoirs of a loner*
But that’s the least of my troubles right now, honestly.
My living situation is really bothering me…And no, I’m not going to be one of those kids that’s all like “I FUCKING HATE MY PARENTS” cause I don’t.
I think they’re two of the best people in the world.
But I can’t live with them. They make everything impossible.
I know they want to instill good values in me, but keeping me on this short leash when I’m basically a fucking adult is ridiculous.
Yes, I know I still live under your roof and I have to follow your rules,
But you could at least treat me like a goddamn adult and not like I’m 12.
Sorry I was 30 minutes late coming home from a friend’s house…
But did you ever think it’s because I actually enjoy hanging out with him more than sitting here in my room doing nothing?
And then when I’m trying to explain myself, my mom’s sitting there mocking me in a stupid voice right when she just got through telling me that I’m not acting like an adult.
Yeah, that’s really making your point.
Goddamn, sometimes I feel like more of an adult than them.
I love them to death, but sometimes there just so impossible to work with.