NO KIDDING.

I made the fuckin' supper for tonight, and they are eating it without asking me. i mean, okay so i'm in upstairs and writing my blog right? and they are in downstairs and sitting and eating my supper and laughing. what the fuck is wrong with you? i don't even...like what the fuck. i'm pretty sure about one thing, i will never able to understand you guys. i mean, its so rude, like beyond rude. i'm not your maid i'm not here for making supper or doing dishes. and i'm the one who pay for you? i mean what the hell. i sometimes just wanna punch in your face and say "fuck you" or beyond that...

ann