How many of you dislike your parents?

Tuesday, October 5, 2010


Okay, seriously? Why are you fucking yelling at me for not doing something you didn't ask me? Are you that fucking retarded? I think I can remember if you told me to do something. I think I can remember if you gave me a folder with a paper with instructions on it. You need to fucking check before you blame someone other than yourself. Because A: You didn't ask me to do anything today. B: You didn't give me anything today. C: Telling me to look for it after I spent an hour looking already is pretty much useless. Check your fucking car. You might find it in there. Considering that's pretty much where you put everything you forget to give me. And btw, you want to kick me out? Go ahead. I don't need you fucking up my life. I would rather leave you and go live with my real dad. My actual dad. Who doesn't fucking yell at me for things that aren't my fault. And also, don't be a fucking pussy. If you call me useless, don't expect me to help you the next time you ask me to. And when I don't, don't fucking whine and bitch about it. It's your fault. Do it yourself. I'm obviously too useless to help you, so it wouldn't make a difference if I helped you or not right? Wrong. Cause I'm not fucking useless. You just think that because you're a fucking dipshit. You really need to think before you open your fucking mouth. And if you even fucking touch me or push me. I will fuck you up.

Monday, September 13, 2010


You're so fucking stupid. Really. You are. Don't fucking yell at me for not doing something you don't ask me to do. I'm not fucking retarded. You fucking asked me to wash these vegetables and put them on the grill. You didn't tell me to bring them to you on a fucking plate. If you fucking change your mind about what you want me to do, at least fucking tell me, dipshit. Second of all, you know all those threats of kicking me out of the house? I don't fucking care about them. If you're gonna kick me out, do it. Don't threaten me ten times, call me useless, and then ask me to do stuff. If you really want to see how useless I can be, just ask. I'll be happy to show you. Cause you are a fucking asshole. And you know what else? I honestly don't fucking care if I'm a disappointment to you. You think I like you? I don't. So I don't care about you, and I don't care about what you think of me. You're my fucking step-dad. You're not my real dad. Don't tell me what to do if all you're gonna do is bitch and moan about how useless I am. You actually wonder why I don't respect you? I don't fucking respect people just because they're older. You get my respect when you prove to me that you're worth my respect. And by the way you act, I'm pretty sure that's not gonna happen anytime soon. Just fuck off. Get out of my way. Stay out of my life.

Sunday, August 22, 2010


Seriously, my parents are so stupid. Why the fuck am I grounded? You kept yelling at me and I simply pointed out that you were wrong. Since when is that a fucking crime? You have to be fucking kidding me. If you say something to me and it's incorrect, I'll correct you. I'm not trying to be a smartass or anything. I'm just trying to explain why you're wrong. AND ANOTHER THING. If I'm so fucking useless, then why do you constantly depend on me to do things? Why do restrict me from going somewhere? It shouldn't matter because I wouldn't be doing anything useful either way to you, huh? And by the way, if you fucking ask me to do something around the house and then come home and criticize me and tell me how I could've done better, DON'T YOU THINK THAT YOU SHOULD'VE DONE IT IN THE FIRST PLACE? You guys seriously piss me off.

Sunday, August 8, 2010


Wow... Honestly, how fucking retarded are my parents? First of all, they make me mop... the garage floor. Are you kidding me? What possible reason could you give that could justify your decision to mop the garage floor? No one cares about how it looks, and it's just gonna get as dirty as it was the day before. My parents are seriously stupid. And why did you take my laptop? What gives you the right to take my computer? MY computer which belongs to ME and was paid for by MY money which I earned. That's practically stealing my stuff. Keep your fucking hands off my shit. It was in my room for a reason. And finally, if you're gonna ask me to do you a favor or something, don't bash what I did. So you ask me to vacuum before you get home? And then you say that my vacuuming was a piece of shit? THEN WHY THE FUCK DID YOU ASK ME TO VACUUM? Seriously, if you could've done a better job than I could have, then why the fuck didn't you do it? Fuck you guys, seriously. You actually wonder why I stay in my room? Away from you? It's not a big secret. You piss me off. Damn, whatever. I'm done. Later, guys.

Tuesday, August 3, 2010


So, this is basically for me to vent about how my parents are and so that you guys can read it and understand what I feel. More than likely, there will be several readers who can agree with what I say and know how I feel when I talk about my parents. I'm gonna try to post whenever my parents piss me off, which, I'm guessing, will happen quite often. However, sometimes they take my laptop for no reason... So it'll be hard to tell when I will update my posts. So yeah, hope you guys understand what I'm saying in this blog. Oh, and in case some of you guys want to tell me about some of your experiences with your parents, you can email me at "". I might quote what you write in your email so if you want me to include your name or something, just mention your name and I'll put it in. Also, if you would rather have me make it anonymous or not post it at all, just be sure to tell me and I won't tell or show anyone it. Finally, you can just email me to have a conversation. It doesn't have to be about parents, you can talk about whatever you want. I'm okay with anything and I won't be judgmental towards you. Alright, hope you guys come back and read this. Later.