I really fucking hate my mom. Not sometimes, most of the time. All she does after I get home is make implications about every person I hang out. Nothing pisses me off more. Thanks for basically calling my friend a whore to my face. You know why she hangs around guys? Cause those are her friends. You know why she isn’t hanging out with her boyfriend this late? Cause she’s not allowed to. She’s out late cause her dad lets her. I’m at home because you follow the city curfew. “I’ve had friends like that before.” That’s cause you hung around those people. You WERE that kind of person at one point. So I guess you would know. What’s the different between growing up with the people you hang out with and knowing them for a few years? And who the fuck are you to say that you know who they are? You have no right to say that. You don’t talk to any of them all the time, you don’t hang out with them, hell, you could care less about them in general. You’re just fucking nosy and love talking shit about everyone else as if it’s your business. Don’t you ever imply that my friends are whores.
And so what if Kev goes and hangs out with them while we’re still up? Who cares if Lillie’s there? What the fuck does it matter? Am I just going to tell him, oh, since we’re dating say goodbye to hanging out with other girls? I can’t control everything he does and it’s not his obligation to babysit me or keep me company. None of my friends’ lives are your business. None. So what Joe used to like Lillie. So what if he and Jill broke up. So. What. I repeat: None of that is your fucking business. Stop trying to talk to me like it is.
reasons why babies are not needed
- head to body ratio is uneven
- when was last time baby contribute to dinner time conversation
- baby unable to hunt for the clan
- baby is slow and usually racist