Posted at 11:33 PM 0 comments (+) I am in such a bad mood right now I can't even.

Have I mentioned yet that I really can't continue living in this house? I fucking hate it. Every time I get a job, shit is sure to follow. It's like when I'm jobless, my parents complain that I'm wasting my time and spending their money, but when I get myself a job the mother keeps giving me shit for not doing chores for her and blaming it all on my job. Oh my god, I really can't even.

I have enough shit as it is, I am tired enough working 6 days a week, I barely even have time for myself. Instead of showing me some understanding and cutting me some slack, the mother gets on my case the moment I have some free time (i.e. weekends) and makes me do chores that she can obviously get done herself. The worst thing is that she just has to talk to me with that disgusting tone of voice, like it is really my responsibility instead of hers and I owe it to her.

Wow. I. Can. Not. Even.

Fuck this shit I had enough of today I'm going to bed.