Well, I’m looking into having a friend with benefits. I’ve got a whole bunch who do it with each other. Problem I’ve had all my life. All my friends are friends with each other, so they make plans or something and they leave me out. Assholes. I’m fun.

Dad. The one that pays the bills, buys the food and takes credit for everything good in my life. Yes him. He’s a fucktard parent. I hate dislike him. He’s denying me access to the only people keeping me sane right now. Yes, my friends. The Ex, His Fuckbuddy, and Fuckbuddy’s Boyfriend. The last two I’m allowed to see, but I don’t really appreciate ‘Dad’ calling The Ex a dickhead, prick, whathaveyou. Have some fucking respect. It’s not fair that I am the one getting the short end of the stick. Oh, and apparently, I’m grounded. HAHAHAHA If I’m grounded that just means I’m going out without you knowing, not that I’m not going out. It’s just one big FUCK YOU.

I’m looking into leaving this wretched place.