OKAY SO ITS 1:00 AM AND I GOT UP TO GO TO THE BATHROOM AND I SAT ON THE TOILET (I WOULD SAY BE MATURE BUT WE ALL KNOW THATS SURE AS HELL NOT GONNA HAPPEN) AND A FREAKING COCKROACH CRAWLED OVER MY FOOT. IT FUCKING CRAWLED RIGHT OVER IT. GODDAMMIT WHY DOES THIS ALWAYS HAPPEN TO ME. THIS HAPPENS TO ME AT LEAST 2 TIMES EVERY MONTH WHERE A COCKROACH AMBUSHES ME IN MY BATHROOM. SO ANYWAYS I SCREAMED SUPER LOUD AND RAN OUT (waddling because underwear is a bitch) AND IT TRIED TO FUCKING FOLLOW ME. SO I PULLED UP MY UNDERWEAR AND RAN INTO MY ROOM (which is connected to the bathroom) AND MY DAD WALKED IN AND ASKED IF I WAD OKAY AND IM LITERALLY SHAKING SAYING "A COCKROACH RAN OVER MY FOOT" POINTING TO THE COCKROACH ON THE FLOOR AND HE KILLED IT LIKE IT WAS NO BIG DEAL AND I ALMOST STARTED CRYING. EVERY. GODDAMN. TIME. I SCREAM LIKE THE LITTLE BITCH I AM.
Welp that's enough of my rant on Cockroaches (Lol. Cock.) also I'm not going to apologize for my language cause if you have a Wattpad you should be fully prepared for this shit. Also the fact that I don't give one solitary fuck could be another reason that I'm not gonna apologize. ._.
