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*the picture has nothing to do with this post, but i couldn't find the picture i was looking for and i gave up. plus, the thing written on there is true. mexicans + tacos = happiness / desmadre*

me: *going out the front door*

parents: ey ey ey, where do you think you're going?

me: im going out with my friends...

parents: and who gave you permission?

me: i dont need permission, i'm __ years old *over 18*

parents: you could be 100 and you would STILL need my permission to go out

me: *groan* so can i go out?

parents: no

parents: *five minutes later* FUCKING LAZY ASS, YOU NEVER GO OUT. GET SOME DAMN EXERCISE.

-

my parents always do that to me. im twenty two and i need their permission to go out, even if im going to the super market which is literally one block away. and when i ask them for permission, they say no (mostly my mom). but then not even an hour later she'll complain about how i "spend the entire day cooped up in my room". that makes NO TYPE OF SENSE. 

-clary xx

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