Home Fuck Home
Come to think of it, I donβt know how to filter my thoughts. I donβt know what to say straight up and what to think onβ¦no one has ever taught me thatβ¦ Your family is suppose to show you how when youβre all fighting; theyβre suppose to reason and tell you which thoughts are hurtful if not filter right and so on. Well my parents always had comebacks and βoh grow upβ βstop being a drama queenβ βHere some money to get over itβ βIβm the parent hereβ. I never had a sit down argument that actually fixed a situation or had a step forward to solving anything. I donβt live at home anymore, I love 15 minutes away. I hate going home so much. Christmas break, Iβve cried almost every day because of family bikerings and fights. The familyβs favourite line is now βyou always think youβre so perfect and rightβ. No. I know Iβm fucked but at least Iβm trying to change things for myself. I hate going home.













