Stumbling over his own words.
Just another beautiful genetic trait I inherited. Alcoholism.
We were watching chopped and he started passive aggressively insulting me (as per usual).
I just didn't say anything because I didn't have the energy to fight back or respond. My mother was complaining to me about how she hasn't got any sleep, so I was trying to keep the peace.
Regardless it's either I get insulted and I respond back, only to get further insulted and put down. Or I do nothing and I just accept it like a bitch without a spine.
Choice is yours but don't be late.
You guys don't understand how bad it is. Whenever I wake up I instantly think about how I can get alcohol for the day. Nothing else matters. I NEED TO ESCAPE.
My father is a fucking abusive prick. He has never admitted that he was wrong once. My mother will ask him what something means, and even if he doesn't know it he will answer anyways.
And then I grow up fucked up and suicidal. Having a big ego myself and being just as much of an asshole because this is all I've lived with for 24 years of my life. It's like being poisoned since I was a baby.
I was born a sub5 male and thus I am the target of bullying from everyone including my family.
If I leave I'll just be homeless out on the streets. I'm taking the time to work on my music because it's all I have left.
That's the only reason I don't leave. Because I genuinely love music and believe it can help people who are suffering.
My sister said she would call me yesterday, but she waited until the last second to call me, and then she fed me some lie "oh I'm sorry I told our parents that you were drinking teehee". "oh i really care about you though. Also I just moved into a new house with my boyfriend. Teehee".
I never had a family man. I'm just an abused subhuman who wants to fucking die.
Normscum are shit. Literal evil archon entities. Wanting me to fall so that I can kill myself, and then they will blame all this on me, and send me to hell, or back to the same place I have always been.
This is not the first time I have been here. I know it for a fact.
But it will be the last, and I will escape.
Just another beautiful genetic trait I inherited. Alcoholism.
We were watching chopped and he started passive aggressively insulting me (as per usual).
I just didn't say anything because I didn't have the energy to fight back or respond. My mother was complaining to me about how she hasn't got any sleep, so I was trying to keep the peace.
Regardless it's either I get insulted and I respond back, only to get further insulted and put down. Or I do nothing and I just accept it like a bitch without a spine.
Choice is yours but don't be late.
You guys don't understand how bad it is. Whenever I wake up I instantly think about how I can get alcohol for the day. Nothing else matters. I NEED TO ESCAPE.
My father is a fucking abusive prick. He has never admitted that he was wrong once. My mother will ask him what something means, and even if he doesn't know it he will answer anyways.
And then I grow up fucked up and suicidal. Having a big ego myself and being just as much of an asshole because this is all I've lived with for 24 years of my life. It's like being poisoned since I was a baby.
I was born a sub5 male and thus I am the target of bullying from everyone including my family.
If I leave I'll just be homeless out on the streets. I'm taking the time to work on my music because it's all I have left.
That's the only reason I don't leave. Because I genuinely love music and believe it can help people who are suffering.
My sister said she would call me yesterday, but she waited until the last second to call me, and then she fed me some lie "oh I'm sorry I told our parents that you were drinking teehee". "oh i really care about you though. Also I just moved into a new house with my boyfriend. Teehee".
I never had a family man. I'm just an abused subhuman who wants to fucking die.
Normscum are shit. Literal evil archon entities. Wanting me to fall so that I can kill myself, and then they will blame all this on me, and send me to hell, or back to the same place I have always been.
This is not the first time I have been here. I know it for a fact.
But it will be the last, and I will escape.
KEK
