whats life without risks, ey?

I’d love to take a sledge hammer to Eds face.
I don’t understand how my Mam can go from my Dad to him. The fat ugly stupid cunt. And this isn’t even me being biased. He’s a selfish vain ugly twat. And I hate him dearly. It comes to something when you no longer feel welcome enough in your own Mothers home to live there or even be there anymore. Because apparently I’m disrespectful of EVERYTHING and EVERYONE and I treat it like a hotel. Shit sorry, forgot that spilling a cup of coke meant I was living in a hotel.

He’s goes on about how I always lock myself away in my bedroom and stuff. Maybe if you weren’t there I wouldn’t do that. And of course again Mam has chosen her saint like fiancée over her children. Thanks for defending me when he slated me to the high heavens, like seriously, thanks. #shedidntatall

It usually takes a hell of a lot to upset me, but as soon as family is involved I sit and ball my eyes out for hours.

I’m gunna go sit on the sims make a sim called Ed and kill it. Multiple times. Because I’m not a violent person, but that’s really what I’d like to do right now.

xox