So , I’m in a really , really bad mood . And it totally blows balls .
Merrr .
That’s why this is so short , I really don’t feel like writing . I apologize .
Didn't even edit it , but it should be fine .
Finals tomorrow , so I get home at around eleven , which means I’ll have the opportunity to catch up on everything I have to read , and write .
I don’t feel like talking ,
So enjoy . I guess .
Life was great , during that one summer .
Well it was ,
before it went bad .
I’m not exactly sure why she decided to pretend to care suddenly, but she did .
In reality , I just think she wanted to deal with me even less than the small amount she did before .
But what can I say ? She hates me .
All of a sudden , calls blowing up my phone , continuous texts , asking was I okay , where I was at , when I’d be home .
Like , what the fuck is this shit ?
Than she found my stash .
It wasn’t like she didn’t know what I did , because there’s no way she didn’t .
I made it blatantly obvious that I was a partier , and it was the only thing I could succeed at .
But apparently not to her , no .
As soon as she found it , she flipped out . From bitch to psycho in .5 seconds . Flat .
When did I start doing all these things ?
Where I get them ?
How’d I pay for them ?
Anything she could think of , she’d ask .
It was quite annoying .
Than , she grounded me .
What the fuck does that even mean ?
I’d honestly rather you stick me in the ground than have to stay home and deal with her for more than an a hour and a half , tops .
I think she realized this , soon after .
When I laughed in her face , walked out , and toked it up .
Apparently , that was the ‘ last straw ‘ for her .
The next think you know , she’s on the phone with my uncle talking about when I should leave if I didn’t want to be too late for the start of my Sophomore Year .
Thanks mum , way to kill my summer
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She Doesn't Care . (Being Edited)
Ficção GeralFollow the story of a girl named McKenzie during her high school experience, re-told years later, when she’s asked to explain her adolescence. McKenzie wasn’t such an ‘average’ teenager, even in her own generations’ eyes. She was the type of gi...
