That horrible moment when you don't want to do something and you want to tell your parent(s) you don't wanna do it but they don't let you get a word in edgewise

so my dad wants me to run, but tbh I rlly don't want to run, and there's this huge (as in important) race tomorrow but I don't want to do it. I have to tell my dad but I just can't I jus can't nonononono he'll be so pissed, he'll get so mad

(tbh i'm a little scared of him)

I just want him to leave me alone

and he always and I mean ALWAYS has leverage over me, like my phone but tbh I don't even want that, cuz miss one call from him and he blows up like a bomb and before he gave it to me, he just so conveniently made a ringtone that was- is- just for him, so I hear it and I have a fucking heart attack because FUCKFUCKFUCKFUCKFUCK SHIT DAD'S CALLING BEAT UP FUCKING CHUCK NORRIS TO FUCKING GET TO THE FUCKING PHONE fml

*cries quietly*

*literally this time*

#tearsinmyeyes

#Ihatemydad

#fuckme,right?

Well, you know what, I'm going to say it right fucking now, I FUCKING HATE MY DAD AND I HATE MY PHONE AND I FUCKING HATE RUNNING there I fucking said it I'm dead

d0ct0rgrl out

THIS IS MERead this story for FREE!