I am a 16 year old teenager. I live in a family of 7, including me. I have a younger brother, a younger sister, a twin brother, and an older brother. (Plus, my parents.) I hate my life. Let me explain. I'll start with my younger siblings.
My little brother, 6 years old, is a sailor. He always runs his god-damn mouth, and every sentence he says has to have a swear in it. He never listens to me when I tell him to stop doing something or, not to do something. He always has to question everything he's told to do. It's fucking irritating. He also wastes every single food in my house, and leaves trash all over the place. And when his report card comes home, his teacher says he is a very kind a well-mannered child. Oh, the irony.
Then there's my little sister, 9 years old. She isn't that bad. But, it's as if she has to whine about everything. "Oh, Mommy! I REALLY WANT THAT!" and then there's, "BUT DADDY! I CAN'T FIGURE OUT HOW TO DO THIS HOMEWORK!" And then if you try to reason with her, she either, yells at you and tells you to shut-up, or, keeps whining even more.
Next, there's my twin brother, he's slightly younger than me (I was born first). You'd think that since we're twins, we'd be cool and all, BUT NOPE! He thinks he's better than me. Actually he thinks he's better than everyone else. He believes I have this addiction to "furry" pornography, BUT I DON'T. He also, seems to have to mention this to everyone, including my friends. And then they have to start fucking making fun of me. In addition, he has to act like that if I touch something that's his, I have now "infected" it, and it must be thrown away/thrown in the wash. I should also mention that he whines about things as well. Plus, he has the most annoying sleep pattern ever. He sleeps with the freakin' blanket over his face, with a fan blowing at him, year-round. And then he complains about the room either being too hot, or too cold. I should mention that we sleep in bunk beds, and I sleep on top. And do I get a fan? NOPE! You think it's too hot in here? How about you sleep like a normal human being. And in the mornings, whenever I get up first, and he's JUST about to get up too, he quickly hides himself and goes back to bed. Really? Like, what the fuck? I'm not going to eat you. When I try to ask him why he does this kind of stuff, he gives me some bullshit answer, like, "*N Word*," "Your Mom," "*Silence*," "Fuck you." And then he yelled at me once because I told our older brother that he walks around in the garage, instead of outside in public. And I *DO* understand why, but if you didn't want me to tell them that, THEN WHY DON'T YOU GO FOR AN ACTUAL FUCKING WALK, OUTSIDE!? Dumbass.
Next, there's me. Yeah I know, I hate myself too. I'm not an interesting guy, I'm EXTREMELY quiet. I'm a giant nerd. I'm not athletic. I'm socially awkward. I have no talent at anything (Unless you count being good at video games a talent, then that further proves I'm a nerd). I am easily irritated by many things, like people who have to chew SO FUCKING LOUD when they're eating, people who BREATHE REALLY LOUDLY when eating, people who don't pick up after themselves, people who whine a lot, and people who yell at everything. There's more but it'd be a long list. Anyway, I also go to a god-damn CATHOLIC HIGH-SCHOOL! I was forced into it by my mom, and uncle. So, I lost all my friends, I now have to follow and take a class on a religion that I was, and still am, not faithful to (I'm an atheist), and I have to wear a uniform to school (taking away my freedom). I can't just transfer back, either, because it would fuck up my academic record, and just screw up my education.
Going back to my family, there's my older brother. He is 21 years old, and he STILL LIVES IN MY PARENTS HOUSE! He always has a hard time getting a job. He always "borrows" money, and then usually never pays me back. He begs for it like a fucking dog as well. It's pretty sad. He also has to, HAS TO, have an argument, with (mainly) my little brother, and my parents, about the STUPIDEST SHIT ever. I can understand getting mad at my little brother for leaving trash everywhere, but you don't need to SCREAM at him about it.
Finally, there's my parents... They're getting a divorce, by the way...
My dad is probably the only tolerable family member. He is a U.S. Navy Veteran, and has a very well paying job.
So, I'll tell you about my mom. You can basically take what I said about my sister, and put it here. Except, my mom flips out on everyone/thing that talks to her. She always says she's "busy" and "has to go study." I bet she goes out and parties with her friends, instead of actually doing something important, or something that actually matters.
In conclusion, when you add all of this shit up, and have to put up with it EVERYDAY, for 5 years (And counting), it obviously doesn't end well. I have been thinking of suicide for the past 2 years, because of living like this. I haven't tried anything... yet... Now, you're probably going to say, "BUT! THERE'S PEOPLE IN OTHER PARTS OF THE WORLD WHO HAVE DISEASES, AND, HAVE NO PARENTS, AND DON'T PLAY VIDEO GAMES, ETC." Well, I'm not one of those people. I don't have a disease, or some disability, or live homeless, with little possessions. But you think I care? So what? That doesn't change my life-style or anything...
Everyday, I think about killing myself, because I hate this world...
All the world needs is me...
But, I don't want my world... | |
You want a good fucking life? Move the fuck out, get a job, work out, be fucking confident and you'll have people fucking love you, especially girls. Go to a fucking club, have fun or something, no one's going to make your life better except fucking you. Life's fucking tough deal. with it you pussy, whiny cunt. If you can't shoot yourself, I hate little pussy attention whore faggots like you that hate their life even though they have food water shelter and parents that provide them with internet and fucking videos games. Get over yourself pussy, and if not, again, just fucking shoot yourself. No one will care. Your families gonna cry for a week, ur school will hold a little candle-light vigil maybe, and fuck, 2 months later, everybody starts living their life normally again. So yeah, go for it pussy no one cares.
Just let the dude tell his story.
One last thing: fuck you.
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