NEW YEAR NEW ME... Not

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How's everyone New Year coming along? Is it all fine and dandy? Did some of you get your New Years kiss? Did you all have fun with family and friends?

Or did you cry your eyes out for two and a half hours straight like I did???

Yeah, I did.

My best friend (who's a guy btw) got into this massive fight for two days consistently. We were clashing and arguing about something completely stupid. It went downhill very fast, and he refused to be my friend. My friend Ally intervened the fight and tried to help fix it, but then he said it was all her fault for getting between our personal business and would no longer be my friend. It was awful. I apologized hours later, via Facebook. He saw the messages but he never responded.

Then when we were going to my friends house for New Years, I invited my friend. We'll call him Mr. Jay for now. He's like a close personal friend of mine I haven't seen since school. Anyways, it was almost eleven o'clock. My parents were ready to go home and I wanted to stay later, since I drove myself. They weren't having it.

As my parents walked out the door and we're taking to the teenagers (aka us) my mom was talking to Ally about something on the table. It was her friends water Vape and she demonstrated on it. My mom was PISSED. She didn't care and told my dad it was pot and shit.

They wouldn't believe us.

Then my dad goes and gets real close to us and yells "get your fucking ass in the car," and I'm just shocked and scared and avert my eyes to Mr. Jay because he was out there with me with Ally's friend as well. It was embarrassing and humiliating. I ran inside with tears welled up in my eyes and grab my stuff as fast as I can. I'm freaking out and yelled at Ally saying "you never should've said it was vape. They don't care it's harmless. I'm so fucked when I get home." And she was trying to comfort me and tell me that I needed to get away from them. But since my parents are strict they would take everything I own. My phone, my car, my books, and TV.

I'm crying as I drive home while everyone is in the other car. I stayed up till three in the morning crying my fucking eyes out from all the stress. I lost my friend, the relationship needed horribly. I got humiliated in front of all my friends. My mom is fucking bitch. I didn't even get to stay for the countdown...

This year ended on a horrible chapter. And began with tears. Thanks 2016 and 2017 for the worst ending and sad beginning. Thanks mom and dad for nothing.

Let's not even forget about what happened this morning at church. Well, for starters, since I stayed up so late listening to Nirvana and Bread and watching the Conjuring 2 and texting Mr. Jay, I didn't want to get up. I basically brushed my teeth and threw on my leggings and went back to sleep before church.

And then since our pastor went somewhere, which I already had lost respect for, we had someone else volunteer for it who no one knew. Well, I figured out how they got along so fucking well. They're both close minded vagina flaps. He was like STD's between a man's legs.

He said shit about gays, abortions, and everything in between going to hell and full of sin. And then he said he went to the convention in Texas where a bible meeting was held and shit and there were homosexuals protesting about how they just want to be equal and want their happiness to be recognized.

"A homosexual leaned on my arm and told me to look at their posters and read what it says. Well, I said that I don't need to read your posters because I read my bible. And the homosexual said 'well I read the bible too.' But I told the man that he didn't because I knew more than he did and told the man he's going to hell for being gay."

I was on the verge of tears. LIKE IS IT SO HARD TO ACCEPT THAT LGBT CAN BE CHRISTIAN TOO????

Oh God no! Absolutely not! All gays are going to hell! Nothing can be done! Sinners! Sinners!

Well fuck you too Sid. Fuck you too. You'll be there with them for being a judgmental assfuck.


This year... Is going to suck.

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