Things that Annoy You [v.19]

[arcticwolf]

My mom just told me that when I get home from school Friday, I should pack my bags and go to the juvenile detention center.

Let me get this straight. You screamed at me when I was in the basement minding my own business, drawing vent art from when you screamed at me 30 minutes earlier, and tell me to pick up the towel my guinea pig was sitting on in the kitchen. You go into a raging fit over a stupid towel, because the guinea pig isn't supposed to be there or here or pretty much anywhere in the house but my room (maybe I'm the only one who actually cares for her?) I put the towel in the laundry basket (five steps away, couldn't do that yourself?) and you're still screaming. If I put her towel in the kitchen again, the guinea pig's going to be taken to a pet store?
I guess I didn't realize you were so fussy over animals, especially when you carry around a Chihuahua and sing her to sleep and call her your "baby girl". You feed her off your plate every time you eat, and when my guinea pig comes near you, sometimes you pick her up by the sides and hold her in the air yelling and trying to scare her. Then you get mad and clap in her face when she bites you.

Really? If I so much as touch that Chihuahua or even try to hold her sometimes, you scream at me because she's so fragile and “I’m scaring her”, yet a guinea pig the size of her head isn't fragile or scared when you hold her over your head?

"You have a rude awakening; things are going to CHANGE in this house."
Why don't you go slam dishes around some more? If you want to take me to juvy or a foster home or wherever it is you plan on taking me, go right ahead. See how many days I last before I come up either missing or dead because you’ve thrown me into depression again.

[exorcism]

Hearing some people complain on here makes me want to hug them so bad.
Even though I can't. ;O;

[<>Diamond<>]

My mom just told me that when I get home from school Friday, I should pack my bags and go to the juvenile detention center.

Let me get this straight. You screamed at me when I was in the basement minding my own business, drawing vent art from when you screamed at me 30 minutes earlier, and tell me to pick up the towel my guinea pig was sitting on in the kitchen. You go into a raging fit over a stupid towel, because the guinea pig isn't supposed to be there or here or pretty much anywhere in the house but my room (maybe I'm the only one who actually cares for her?) I put the towel in the laundry basket (five steps away, couldn't do that yourself?) and you're still screaming. If I put her towel in the kitchen again, the guinea pig's going to be taken to a pet store?
I guess I didn't realize you were so fussy over animals, especially when you carry around a Chihuahua and sing her to sleep and call her your "baby girl". You feed her off your plate every time you eat, and when my guinea pig comes near you, sometimes you pick her up by the sides and hold her in the air yelling and trying to scare her. Then you get mad and clap in her face when she bites you.

Really? If I so much as touch that Chihuahua or even try to hold her sometimes, you scream at me because she's so fragile and “I’m scaring her”, yet a guinea pig the size of her head isn't fragile or scared when you hold her over your head?

"You have a rude awakening; things are going to CHANGE in this house."
Why don't you go slam dishes around some more? If you want to take me to juvy or a foster home or wherever it is you plan on taking me, go right ahead. See how many days I last before I come up either missing or dead because you’ve thrown me into depression again.

That's awful.
You really shouldn't be living like this. You should really talk to someone that you trust IRL.
I'm sure someone like your own mother shouldn't be throwing you into depression.

[arcticwolf]

That's the thing. I do trust my mom more than anyone. With my life, even.
We just argue too much (sometimes severely), because she never thinks I actually care for her, when I do. But she never seems to believe me.

She's not the one who thrrew me into my last depression. But if she takes me away, then she'll be causing this next one.

:/

[Cookie_Monster_]

Homework! T_T I hate it!.......

[calippygian]

people touching my hair.. its my hair! you have your own!

[pixiepup]

Cat, wth is your problem?

I'm laying here in bed, listening to music, and you jump in, and try to climb on my head.

......

You weigh 22 pounds.

:I

[Calix]

My dad got me a frisbee that's supposed to be like a shield, so it has a tight small hand strap thing on the back. I slid my foot through, it fits so good. XD
I need another so I can so skiing like this. ;u;

[Dovahkiin]

Hearing about other people and their problems makes me want to hug something.

[Kradiocan]

I need caramel chews now. D: