I hate my father. I hate him for being a stupid ass drunk control fucken prick.
I hate him for be a little fucken cry baby making everybody live's miserable today
becuase he's miserable. I hate him for not even relizing the **** he's doing.
It's mother's day and it's still all about him...him..him.
No matter how much my mother tell's him to chill the **** out, becuase she just
wants peace today no matther what happens. He fuastrating the **** out her
and out of everyone..like a little fucken child throwing a fucken tantrum.
I fucken swear..she said, there's no needs for fucken plans
today...She's going bowling with all the familes and her friend.
Lunch, no lunch, dinner, no dinner...anywhere, reservation
or no fucken reservations....JUST CHILL the **** OUT and
stop being a ********, complaining, nit picking everyone and
everything for whatever fucken reasons.
It's her day...give her peace.