the Shiet

Today my mother came back form the Philippines. OH, and by the fucking way, FUCK YOU. DUMBASS, MOTHER FUCKER! I told you a long ass time ago to fix the fucking Integ, when I had worked you so damn hard to actually bring it to the fucking shop. Taking me an hour to get to a place that's only 10 mins away driving distance. Going no fucking faster than 20 MPH. Then you diss me and leave me stranded in 13th street not even wanting to let me explain my logics. Now, you want to try to fix it?! NOW YOU WANT TO TRY TO FIX IT?!?Q#$ After you realized it's going to actually save you money because it consumes less gas? After I've been FUCKING carless for weeks and then I get to use the van as my source of transportation. AFTER ALL THIS DAMN TIME, NOW YOU FUCKING REALIZE THAT I AM FUCKING RIGHT AND YOU ARE WRONG AND YOU STILL ARROGANTLY BLAME ME FOR YOUR STUPIDITY BY DISILLUSIONING THE FUCKING SITUATION THAT I LOST MY OWN KEYS AND NOW I AM WRONG?!?!?#?$@ Are you fucking kidding me. You told me yourself you didn't want to spend money on the car anymore because you don't want to spend more and more money only wasting it to try to fix the thing. Really now? Wow, YOU ARE SO IDIOTIC. FUCK YOU. FUCK YOUR FAKE SELF. I like how you "TRIED" to be nice these last few weeks but you're still fag. You're still the fucking cunt that never really gave me a father figure in my life. FUCK YOU, FUCK YOU, FUCK YOU. DUMBASS MOTHER FUCKER. You always want it your way and when you're proven wrong you still think you're fucking right. I am utterly infuriated. Nigguh I'm mad. Fucking fag. Get the fuck outta here. Bitch, I'll say it again. Fuck you, you homo ass mother fucker. I'm going to write my business emails, and go watch Friday Night Lights till I sleep.