SO this time last week I went back home to visit my boyfriend. Its about 3 hours by 3 different trains and costs around 35 quid. I dont mind about any of that.
What i do mind is my mum harping on at me on facebook about why I didnt come and visit her. Well, sorry mum but you were the one so desperate for me to leave in the first place. I believe your words went "can't wit till you fuck off out of here"
Well now I have, ok? And yet you still want me to come back and visit you. Sorry but im all grown up now, and if I choose to travel to see my boyfriend, than thats exactly what im going to do. dont be so selfish.
Besides, you lazy cow. Lets see you travel up and see me! And dont play that 'i have to work' card because jimmy works a fuck sight harder than you. Everyone else in my ENTIRE flat has had familly come and visit them. Their mums take them out for a meal, and then we show the parents round the cathedral and then they all go food shopping. Alices mum came down for a day and she lives on fucking hailing Island.
And i know you'll be sitting there muttering something about being a single mum, but like that stops anyone these days. Its not like your car has half its wheels or you only have one arm because dad left. No you just like the excuse.
So lay off me and my decisions until you have the right to. |
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