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â‚° Privacy Wednesday, 31 July 2013 | 0 comment[s] Yup. This is going to be one hell of a rage one. I'm warning you, a whole load of swearing up ahead. Sorry, Davison. I'm sorry that I can't rant to you, especially because you're asleep. I know that you'd let me rant to you while you're asleep, but I don't want my parents to be reading them. Especially because of what I'm going to say next, and since my phone died I couldn't do anything to change the notification settings. So they just easily went into my skype account, and read all my messages with him. You have been warned, don't read if you don't want to see a whole load of swearing. My mum, just fucking doesn't trust me at all. I can say what I want, I may be under age and all that shit but that doesn't mean that she has the fucking right to read my conversations. I was pissed, that she did that. Then hurt, when she said she was actually going to talk to Davison's mother, to see if that I could actually "move" in with them, when they're in Sydney. Just means, she's willing to disown me again. How many times, has she done that to me? How many times, have I started crying because of that? How many fucking times, have I ranted about her on my blog? I don't even know myself. And yet, I'm crying right now, in front of my siblings, in front my laptop. I was so fucking hurt. I just went to go take a shower, but I didn't go take a shower, I fucking broke down in there. I don't even know how long I was in there but I fucking cried in there. I cried in the showers, again. One of my only links with Davison, is being stripped away from me. My mum, is fucking taking my phone, she's not letting me use it anymore. You don't know, how fucking hurt I was. I'm actually thinking of running away, I can't stand this pain anymore. I fucking dread going home from school. I hate everything my parents put me through. Just because I'm the first child, the god damn experimental child, do they have to be so freaking strict on me? I'm trying so had, not to cry. I'm trying so fucking hard, to not piss of my parents, and what do I get in return? Fucking threats. I don't care anymore, I'm probably no going to talk to my parents anymore. If they yell at me, be my guest. I don't care. If they harm me, I'm just going to go to the school guidance and tell them. I don't care, I'm going to let the school deal with it. Actually, I won't do that. Thinking about it now, I'd probably get into more shit. Hah, I don't know anymore. One thing for sure, I'm going to be so fucking lonely for the rest of the times until I do something about this shit and get a job for money. Fuck this shit. I swear, the thing I need right now is a freaking tight hug. Even though it might make me cry my heart out, I fucking need one. Yeah, I can't be bothered to type anything. Too tired. Had something amusing happening in maths today but I don't think I'll say it with how i'm feeling right now. Oh, just wow. Haha. My mum's on my brother's skype. Well then, I fucking hate this right now. For fucks sake. One can only endure enough pain. |
