melencholy.max

My name is Max, im a minor, and this is just me venting however i wanna cause sometimes you really just gotta talk

my fucking mom.

she screams at me for showering because then we're two minutes late but then she parks at the end of the parking lot when im thirty minutes late to my band concert.

so then i run and fuck up my calf (it hurts so much im not even overexaggerating i am in agony while walking) and I make it cause im the goat

but qqhwe4iuyjhq4y

you cant fucking yell at me for being late and then not atleast try to speed to the concert you fuckin bitch oh my days i cannot wait to be away from you

and shes always so passive agressive too

"yeah well no one listens to me anyways"

"Yeah I know we have to hurry"

and my dad isnt any help either because im never gonna talk to him again cause my older brother is home

he just says "just let them roll off your shoulders its the only way to sustain the relationship" dawg i want to live in europe for two reasons and one of them is to stay away from you two

my goodness

oh and you know im slowly loosing motivation in the one thing thats been keeping me going (bahamas)

i knew it was too fucking good of a deal to be true