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If You Can't Be A Poet, Be A Poem.
by ~R.I. Green

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Family [[1]]

01/19/2014

I hide in my room solely because I hate having to deal with everyone outside of it. Like, my mom is always bitching, my stepsister and stepbrother think they're hot shit and so amazing, my stepdad's not really a problem, and my fucking brother is just a heartless asshole who's always trying to put me down. Anyways, my mom came in this morning after waking up right and I'm sitting at my desk doing homework.


Mom: You can fucking take him out this time.

Me: What are you talking about?

Mom: He's been bugging me all fucking morning. Get off your ass and do something.

Me: *thinks* You've been sleeping all morning and you're only going to go back to sleep if I get up.

Mom: Fucking useless.

Me: I didn't know he needed to go. I'll take him.

Mom: Of course not, because you sit in your room all day to get away from everything out here. *duh*

Me: Well now that my point's gotten across, go back to sleep and shut the fuck up.

--- 2 Seconds Later ---

Me: *walks out to take him in my slippers and sweater*

Mom: It's cold out there sweety.

Me: No shit, really? Great observation.

Mom: *sleeping*

Bloody fucking hell.

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