#life I try to ask you a serious question and you're too fucking drunk to do anything but make fun of me. Then you pull the I pay your bills card to get me to listen to you. I'm seriously- I'm out of my comfort zone here and I'm asking for help and all you do is treat me like a piece of shit. This is a stressful time in my #life - I'm fucking graduation - and all you're worried about is my job I may be getting at the golf course and golfing and cleaning the house and bills and groceries and fuck I'm sorry. I'm being selfish But I'm trying. I'm trying to be kind and patient and to love you. But Maddy's being a little bitch and Sammy is starting to take after her and I don't know what to do. I don't have any friends and - And when I need somebody to talk to nobody's fucking there. Now my cheeks are wet with tears and all I want to do is cuddle up and cry. But I feel obligated to fix Sammy's hair, even though she's been nothing but a little bitch to me lately, and go to this stupid ass dance and take pictures of all the little stuck up eighth graders. So, #life.