August 23, 2012

• LEAVE MY FU*KING STUFF ALONE

  I’m in such a sh*tty mood right now, so I thought I would vent in this blog entry.

  My friend in Hawaii mailed me a package in February, and we used to be so close. We’re horrible at mailing each other things, so the fact that he did this for me a few months ago meant the world to me. In this package he mailed me some of his shirts, some really adorable Hawaiian Hello Kitty items, toys, notes, and etc. My mom didn’t like these things, so I guess when I got caught up with life she gave them away.

  I asked her where they were today, and she acted like she didn’t know where they were. It really angers me because first of fucking all, YOU ARE KNOWN FOR GIVING MY THINGS AWAY. Even when I was in elementary school, if she was upset with me she would give away my toys or clothes. In high school, if I bought things with my own money, she would give them away simply because they weren’t to HER taste. I can’t believe I’m in my third year of college and she’s still pulling this bullshi* on me.

  After a few minutes of questioning her, she pulls an OJ Simpson. “If I did give them away it wouldn’t matter. The Sex Pistols shirts aren’t welcome in this house.” FUC* YOU. Who the fuc* cares if a Sex Pistols shirt is in the house? You don’t know who they are, and just because the word “Sex” is on the shirt doesn’t mean anything. I’m 21 years old, and you treat me like I’m in elementary school. Leave my shi* alone, and leave me alone.

  I’m so upset I can’t even collect my thoughts. All his things to me are gone, and I can’t get them back. It’s like losing a friend.

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