I ******** hate my father.
He makes me sick.
He's a self centered person who thinks that no one does what he says.
He keeps saing
"Me me me, you damn kids think it's all about you.
When you do nothing to help around this house.
It's like when I ask you to do something it's like pulling teeth or killing someone."
At that point I mumbled that
"No it wouldn't be like killing someone because killing somoene would be easier if you wanted them dead."
Yet he's the one that does nothing around the house.
He's the one who sits on his ******** a** all day watching tv and eating on the couch.
He's the one who leaves ******** dishes and cups everywhere
and then gets pissed and blams us for it saying "Oh no it wasn't me."
If he went on strike from doing anything nothing would matter.
Cause he doesn't do anything around this ******** house.
I used to do all the cleaning, granted I don't do alot now but manda still cleans all the time.
He's the one who doesn't appreciate anything that we do.
Now he says that I'm the one who's been getting on his neveres for some reason.
Yet I've done nothing wrong and if I did I didn't do it purposly.
He always has something to complain about and it always comes back to
"You damn kids are worthless, you don't do anything. The truth hurts but you know what suck it up!"
I think someone really needs to tell him the truth because in reality he's the one not doing anything to help out around here.
The trtuh is, he doesn't want to listen to anyone else around here when we try telling him that he's wrong.
I can't wait till I graduate.
Then I'll be working and can buy a car finally.
I can't wait to go to collage as well.
I can't wait to get away from this ******** house.
Granted I don't wanna sounds mean to mom, manda, and peter, but anywhere is better than here with him.
