MY MOM JUST GAVE MY FUCKING DOG AWAY TO STRANGERS!

first my bro gets me in trouble EVERYDAY FOR NO SUCK FUCKIN REASON! THEN I HAVE LIKE SHIT ASS FAMILY LIKE MY MOM IS STRICT, MY OTHER BROTHER HATES ME I GET IN TROUBLE A WHOLE SHIT OF A LOT! AND IM STARVING TO DEATH! MY OTHER SIBBLINGS ARE ADULTS! THERE IN OTHER STATES! then my family thats here now (part of my family) went to do fun things like get toys and ice cream. then they leave only me here with a phone that hase a son of a ass lock on it. FUCK MY LIFE!

frist my mom was the best mom ever she used to let me hang out with my friends and stuff , but now that she is back with my dad they both are suck asses with me , they dont let me go out to my friends house att all i cant go to the mall , park , movies . and if i do ask them they would start fussing and yelling at me for no reason , my life suck i hate it . its summer and i cant doo shyt i have a time limite for my phone and for the computer , and then every time i tell them something about it and i say the truth they would just say bad thing at me and put their hand over my mouth so i can shut up lord its so annoying , every one seems to hate me in my family ! i hate this i wish i could just run away and never come back.

i’ve tried to be nice to my relatives, and it ends up as a bad thingy because they ever understand what i was doing. ima scorpio, so im quite sensitive to lifeless assholes. my brother is the special one in the family. he plays nice to my parents, but when my parents are gone, he tortures me like hell. same goes with my bitchy cousin, tells everyone in the family about my secrets. FUCK LIFE.

so i decided one day since at the time it was almost. Christmas i was for the first time going to send my family a Christmas card.Yeah well its not a bad idea cause my family sends me.Card why not i do it this year so i asked my sister to find some for our family’s names.she found them that was the easy part the hard part was writing and then sending part so what i did was write all the letters first then send so after three fucking days it sent them i was so happy,but when i got home well i first got a cup of tea the sat down but my damn eye cot something it was the letters i wrote i was so damn tired i forgot to put the letters in the card.so on Christmas morning i get letter from family but my family gets a card that has there address and name on it
Merry Fucking Christmas !!!

I’m in the doghouse for practically no reason.
Last night I got sick of my mum always siding with my brother even when I haven’t done ANYTHING and then she called me a cow (not to my face, but deliberately loud enough to hear), so I stopped talking to her. The one thing I hate most though is that five minutes later she’ll be all chummy like nothing has happened.
This morning all she did was nag and pick at me from the moment I got up, and my gran joined in (but didn’t realise that I was clearly pissed off). Then later my dad was yelling at me for getting tea stains near/on the computer, without proving it was me, and then said I’d even got it on my tablet.
I said “It’s not tea.”
And he said “So? It doesn’t matter if it’s tea, lemonade, spit…”
I said “Well I can’t help spit.”
“Yes you can – don’t spit on it!”
(I wasn’t being cheeky or answering back, I was just saying) “But you spit when you talk and breathe.”
“Well stop breathing then!”
“You’ve just basically told me to die.”
“Well it would stop the arguing, wouldn’t it?”

He may have been joking but it didn’t sound like it, and my eyes welled up when he had gone out of the room. Then my mum came down after fixing my drawers upstairs and even though I said thanks (even though I still wasn’t talking to her), she started screaming at me for not “paying attention”, just because I wasn’t looking at her.
I said “Well I said thank you. I’m not talking to you.”
She yelled “I don’t give a damn if you’re not talking to me, and I don’t care if you never talk to me again! But you will answer questions when you’re asked them!”
I just smiled and gave her a thumbs up.

10 minutes later, Dad come in and asks why I’m not talking to my mum.
“Because she called me a cow and it hurt.” I said, defeated.
Dad sniggered at me, making me feel mortified, and said “Oh what a tragedy. We have to put up with what comes out of your mouth.”
I said “WHAT? WHAT HAVE I EVER CALLED YOU OR MUM?”
He said “Well you moan and groan and complain-”
“Yeah, that’s not calling you names is it?”
“Well I wouldn’t call you a cow, I think you’re more of a frog.”
“Well there you go then.” I gave up.

The rest of the time they ignore me.
I’m not hormonal, I’m not displaying an attitude, I’m not doing anything, unless it’s standing up for myself. Yet this seems to happen all the time lately, and I can normally escape by going to school but now it’s half term, and I really don’t feel like getting out of the house now. They keep going on and on about how my attitude has changed – but it hasn’t. I only argue back if it’s biased completely on their side. I’m pretty sure every teenager feels like this but I always get a really unfair deal nowadays, just because I’m not vegging in my room like my brother is, so I’m always around to blame. If I do stay in my room I get yelled at for not coming down, and he doesn’t. I would call my friends or text them but I don’t have a mobile (I’m not allowed one till I’m 16 – another argument starter. But my brothers had to stick to that rule so I do too.) so I’m writing it here to get it all out, and then maybe I won’t start crying.

Well all I can say is they’ll be sorry when my second brother goes away to Uni this year, and their only child left considers them as mere housemates.

Thanks for letting me rant a really long rant – I’m pretty sure everyone gets this, but I’ve been getting it since the minute I turned 12 and I’m not happy at all. We always aregue over pointless things too and it’s so unfair.

so im trying to get a job and my mom tells me to text my bro to ask what time he getting off b/c he is manger a publix and out of nowhere my mom start bitching about how i mistakenly wrote the text like what the fukk you dont have to yell …….FML

I Saw my dad’s car parked in the street, I knew that he was drunk that day so I took the other car keys that were in my house and started to walk to the place, when I was inside the car some guy came from the door of a stripper bar and told me that I have to pay the bill that my dad had leaved in the bar