My life...

Ugh

My throat is so sore from the amount of shouting I have been doing this past week, when I yawn or even talk it hurts like hell. I need to buy stuff for it when I go home.

I am currently in the car with my dad driving to the cabin again, I'm sitting lengthwise across the backseat with my feet up and a grey fluffy blanket around me trying not to fall asleep since it's 11am right now and I haven't slept until around 3am or something but I'm not gonna tell him that he would go mental at me.

After we got my mum and got in the car to leave again, me and my mum started arguing about the same old thing again; cigarettes no surprise there to be fair, I keep telling her that she doesn't need them and that them cancer sticks are slowly killing her from inside out and she keeps arguing against me saying that she will stop tomorrow but she never does. I just give her a cigarette to shut her the hell up before I said something I would regret.

We are heading over the town to AXA so my dad can cancel something with them. I'm just sitting in the backseat normal this time with my music playing to keep me distracted from my thoughts about why he would do something like that? just go behind my back and text other girls, I knew there was something off about him but still I said yes when he asked me out since I did actually like him but he went and fucked that all up when he deleted me on snapchat and when I had confronted him about deleting me he said and I quote 'No my snapchat got wiped sorry' like yeah okay I would of believed him the first time but no it happened again and then he made another account and guess what? DID THE SAME THING! so naw but that's us done for good if he wants to act like a fuck boy then he can.