Really?

So I can't not get mad at my dad when I talk to him. It's not even like he's easy to be mad at every time he says something, but it's like I just can't get over the fact that I'm held to higher standards than everyone else is and just because I live a little more differently than my brothers do, I have to be restricted. Maybe it's a parental thing to want to keep children inside the house, and maybe when I'm a mother, I'd want to stick all my children in their little baskets and never see them leave, but he doesn't make it seem like that. He makes it seem like he just doesn't want the status quo destroyed and constantly threatens me. Sometimes, he's totally bluffing and will tell me that he doesn't like threatening me, but wants me to follow what he says. Um...really? Did you seriously just tell me that you want to be powerful and hate it when I take that away? Go choke on a dick and die.

Umm...Today was fun. Did my Canterbury Tale project today. Made puppets, laughed a whole ton, it was fun. I haven't seen James at all today though. Nevermind, he came and visited me for like 10 minutes. Umm...today wasn't all that exciting outside of all that.

-A Bit of Strife to Cancel the Laughter
Scarlet Bloodmoon