Not that anyone gives a shit, but I decided to go ahead a see my boy band that night. and it was AWWWWWWWWEEEESOOOOOOOMMMMMMEEEEEEE!!
This one band, Drunkdriver, started up a mean ass pit. i would've joined but I'm still wasn't %100 yet and...
(reader shakes head. Thinking Fred's a pussy)
Now really, I wanted to heal up first.
But anyway, I was gonna go to the Chili cook-off, but it was midnight and I had to work in the morning
So...about my car situation. Most importantly, calling up my bro to get his car. You know, who I'm still salty about. Like this..
Perhaps I should elaborate: I was living with him for awhile. One night, he came home buzzed, started yelling because, when he came back earlier to get his keys or something, I didn't come down to see if it was him or not. Long story short, he got pissed, hit me upside the head, started screaming about the neighbors who he expected of breaking into the house a couple of weeks ago. The next morning, I packed my shit and broke out.
I don't wanna get way into this, cuz I'm a bit sore about it, but...I don't know...I don't have that many options. I guess I have to do it, but I don't wanna put up with his shit.
Also, whenever I'm with fam, I feel like an outsider. Like I'm 10 years old or something. I can't really be myself around my family. I'm guessing that's where all this stems from: I can't be myself around them.
Anyway, i might have to call him(dunno why he doesn't call me, but that's another story). I'll let ya know what's up soon.
ETA: Punk Rock Rap anyone?
Also...
This one band, Drunkdriver, started up a mean ass pit. i would've joined but I'm still wasn't %100 yet and...
(reader shakes head. Thinking Fred's a pussy)
Now really, I wanted to heal up first.
But anyway, I was gonna go to the Chili cook-off, but it was midnight and I had to work in the morning
So...about my car situation. Most importantly, calling up my bro to get his car. You know, who I'm still salty about. Like this..
Perhaps I should elaborate: I was living with him for awhile. One night, he came home buzzed, started yelling because, when he came back earlier to get his keys or something, I didn't come down to see if it was him or not. Long story short, he got pissed, hit me upside the head, started screaming about the neighbors who he expected of breaking into the house a couple of weeks ago. The next morning, I packed my shit and broke out.
I don't wanna get way into this, cuz I'm a bit sore about it, but...I don't know...I don't have that many options. I guess I have to do it, but I don't wanna put up with his shit.
Also, whenever I'm with fam, I feel like an outsider. Like I'm 10 years old or something. I can't really be myself around my family. I'm guessing that's where all this stems from: I can't be myself around them.
Anyway, i might have to call him(dunno why he doesn't call me, but that's another story). I'll let ya know what's up soon.
ETA: Punk Rock Rap anyone?
Also...
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