*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.
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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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Just Mexican Things
Randomif you do these things, most likely you come from the southern most country in north america, otherwise known as méxico. (with an accent on the e because we speak spanish.)