Im so pissed at my dad! He thinks I do everything wrong! "Oh, no! Aly stepped on the wrong blade of grass! lets make her clean the house!" "Hey, Aly left her glass out on the corner table lets yell at her!" (EVEN THOUGH HE LEAVES HIS FRICKING SOCKS OUT ALL THE TIME. Talk about hypocriticism.) I. HATE. IT. He can't just shut his mouth and live with it. So i trip and fall, then say ow and cradle my knee where most of the skin came off. "You HAVE to be more careful!!!" Yeah, i'm okay, THANKS FOR ASKING. Well thanks for making my life SO DAMN AWESOME. You really know how to make me feel good about myself by telling me im fat and apparently Its super hard to tell me i look nice, but you tell mom every fricking 30 seconds. Am i really that much of a let down?
-Aly
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