abandoned
Date: Jan 10th, 2008 8:05:44 am - Subscribe
Mood: crestfallen
...by my own so-called father. he gives me a roof over my head and expects me to take a vow of celibacy. i've had rough childhood from the start, granted. you can't expect to get along easily with your traditional over-conservative parents when you're as liberal as i. still, i always thought of compromising, and yet they can't stand to compromise with me, i always am expected to give in.
then one day, lo and behold i walk in through the doors with a hickey. a fucking hickey. a bruise on my goddamn neck. from a kiss. a boy gave me. a boy i've dated for two years and known for two and a half. a boy they frigen know i kiss and it shouldn't be all that surprising that he kisses my neck and may get a little overexcited once in awhile.
well, ha. now i have to pay my own phone bill. that's fine, really. now he sells my car. what the fuck. really? a bruise for an automobile hardly seems fair.
now i'm fucked.
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