Hate

 I hate this bitch ass nigga who calls himself my father, but I call him a sperm donor. He does weird things all the time to me and when I tell my mother she does absolutely nothing. As of today, though I'm packing up my stuff after is has told me time and time again that he'll get the sheriff to remove me. I don't know where I'm going but I feel like anywhere is better than being somewhere you're not wanted, and you can't be yourself. I figure if I want any quality life than I got to. I mean really go this family is too toxic for me and they prey on negativity. I need to believe there's a better life out before I crash out and completely give up. When I do go though, I am not leaving peacefully since I've been living in hell, and they've ignored me every time I tried to communicate that to them. I'm thinking chitlins, glitter and ketchup will do the trick. Even that doesn't seem like enough to pay them back for all the emotional distress they've put through. I can't wait to start a life without them in it.