*sigh* I need to get this off of my chest today, because I need y'all to realize just how much I am tired of this bullpucky.
I was having a good time playing Smash Bros Ultimate on my Nintendo Switch with my Mom, my brother comes over to my Mom and she wants to do his skin care rountine, so I shut off the game and get ready to go upstairs.
But...I linger, because I was finally going to give dying a strip of color in my hair a shot...On account of my very late goth phase, and I wanted to talk about it with my Mom beforehand, considering she has to pick up bleach for it sometime this week.
I finally wanted to treat myself to something neat, and my brother started to muck it up again, "Shut up," "It's annoying when you talk," "Mom always takes your side when I try to joke with you,"
Blah, blah, fucking blah, more piece of shit excuses from someone who started to borderline hate me because he hangs out with little b*tch punks at school, despite his good friends being nice to me.
His "jokes"? Telling me I smell like dogshit, calling me a fatass and a bigback, and telling me no one cares about what I say.
Maybe I should just hide away my hobbies, never talk about Creepypasta, My Little Pony, Pokemon, Furbies, Littlest Pet Shop, Horror Movies, or my art and original stories ever again.
Maybe I should just look like a fool with no personality and try not to be unique, fit in with the other asshole, brainrotted, Labubu obsessed kids in my school.
What was the point of even existing anyways? And then they wonder why I hide in my room, because of my brother, because he won't shut his mouth for five minutes.
I was having a peaceful night, and now I'm so pissed right now that I'm starting to wish Slenderman really was real, so I could run away into the trees by the baseball field and forget this whole embarrassing exchange.
I'm sorry for my feelings, I'm sorry I have hobbies and hopes and dreams and have started to like the goth fashion sense.
"Now I've awoken and I'm taking back control,"
I will prevail, this may be my fault for getting easily offended or some bull malarky like that, but I won't let him drag me down.
I wish I could just stay in bed until spring, but I'm not a squirrel, I can't sleep that long.
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