Well, fuck that. My dads all fuckin pissed because I posted that parents are dumber and shit.
Okay. Well, I think I have something wrong with my fucking appendix. TEN MOTHERFUCKING DAYS. Excruciating pain. Lower right abdomen. The fuck. Me madre finds it a load of bullshit. So, hey, if I never post again, my appendix exploded and I died.
Dad, when your son threatens to buy a gun to kill you with it, it's a FUCKING THREAT. I don't give a rat's ass whether he's your son. It's a threat. You take that seriously. It's kids like him that brought on Columbine. Are you fucking BLIND?
Sorry your life is the worst thing in the world Amber, but could you tone down the drama? Life goes on and it's not the end of the world. Yes, surgery hurts. I fucking know. I'm sorry Alaina has pneumonia, but we've progressed with medicinal remedies and I think she'll be fine. Sorry she's depressed, we have medicine for that too. As for Bluuz, when he bites someone, you put him down. End of story. Common unspoken law for EVERY dog. Daisy should be dead for all the times she's snapped and shit at me (drew blood today). Anyway, sorry. Life's a bitch, but it goes on.
Next topic. I've had music ruined. I knew who MCR, Cobra Starship, The Used and a few other were before. I liked them. I listened and greatly enjoyed it. Thank you for ruining that people, I can't listen to them without being pissed. So, I now cannot stand: My Chemical Romance, Cobra Starship, 3Oh!3 and I probably will lose intrest in The Used. Fucking love you guys. Thanks.
A brighter topic, I've discovered a love for the band Kill Hannah. Mat Devine's voice is so amazing and I love it. Favorite song would hand to be Kennedy. Just flat out. So, music isn't all bad.
So, I hope you enjoyed the briefe update on the day...Go fuck yourself San Diego.
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