My mother can't find her scissors. She was sitting on the couch cutting up old clothes b/c it's so hard to just throw them in the trash. She has this theory that someone will go in their and perform voodoo or something on our clothes if we don't cut em up.She thinks I have them.She won't stop accusing meh.She's like "look meh in the eyes and tell meh you don't have them"
So I did, NOTHING, she's still convinced I have them.This woman has major issues, sometime I wonder why I'm so screwed up then it all makes sense. I'm her daughter, how could I be even remotely normal with a mother like her?!
You tell meh.
What the fuck do I want scissors for? I have my own pair I took outta Williams car that she's been using for months. They're orange like an orange. I'll cut myself with razors if that's what she's thinking. She actually thinks I took them outta spite just to be mean to her. Please, I have better things to do, like blog. She was like I saw you walk past the sofa, you must have picked them up when i turned my back. Now she's like you better give em back if you don't want GOD to curse you. She always does this! He can't curse meh for something I didn't do. Well he can but that would be very unholy of him. I mean he's the shit. He gets to do what he wants. He's an angry gray man.
She found the fucking scissors. GUESS WHERE THEY WERE?! In the fridge, she put them in the fridge, right next to the pickles and yogurt. Can u imagine eating that together? This is worst than the time she put out house keys in the freezer. *rolls my eyes*
This is why I'm so screwed up...FML
So I did, NOTHING, she's still convinced I have them.This woman has major issues, sometime I wonder why I'm so screwed up then it all makes sense. I'm her daughter, how could I be even remotely normal with a mother like her?!
You tell meh.
What the fuck do I want scissors for? I have my own pair I took outta Williams car that she's been using for months. They're orange like an orange. I'll cut myself with razors if that's what she's thinking. She actually thinks I took them outta spite just to be mean to her. Please, I have better things to do, like blog. She was like I saw you walk past the sofa, you must have picked them up when i turned my back. Now she's like you better give em back if you don't want GOD to curse you. She always does this! He can't curse meh for something I didn't do. Well he can but that would be very unholy of him. I mean he's the shit. He gets to do what he wants. He's an angry gray man.
She found the fucking scissors. GUESS WHERE THEY WERE?! In the fridge, she put them in the fridge, right next to the pickles and yogurt. Can u imagine eating that together? This is worst than the time she put out house keys in the freezer. *rolls my eyes*
This is why I'm so screwed up...FML
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