|Damn Big Brother..err I mean Father
||[Oct. 24th, 2004|12:57 am]
The Wong Tong Masta
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Well I like children, and I like tea, but I dont like Niggers...No Siree
Theres two darn things that'll make me puke, A fag hackin' slop and a nosy, fatherin kook
AIM convo's are no longer safe for me, how lame is that? I mean c'mon, I should be able to at least be able to talk to my friends without worrying 'bout some dumb ass who doesn't trust me and hacks into everything I do.
"Your father is depressed"
"Your dad hasn't slept good in weeks"
"Your dad is in the worse condition he's been in years"
"Try harder David, your dad needs you too..."
Guess what? I DONT FUCKING CARE ANYMORE. the bastard has fuckin problems and takes it out on everyone, mainly me. I mean just a second ago he was yellin at my sister to go to bed...WHAT THE FUCK?!? its like 1:30 on a weekend? what a fuckin coon...they sign me up for counseling when he's the one that totally needs it, he's goin psycho. He wanted to ground me again...well he did, but he also wanted to stop me from gettin on comp, and take away my phone but thanks to the only sane parent I have left, its only grounding.