hello. life's just as normal. nothing's changed. its as before...

fucked up. dont understand why my parents dont want me to take my driving lisence. what what what is their problem. [fyi, the tone of which i'm typing this is pissed or angry, but desperate and like, hopeless. i've given up argueing with my bowl of rice. the rice wont talk back] dont they realise that they have practically decided what i can or cannot do for every single thing in my life? for others its not much of an issue. but what? even this is like, woah. a big issue. helloforgoodnesssake. me here wants to die early. can you grant me that. its not even a big issue in the 1st place. you are BLOODY BLOWING EVERYTHING UP. THATS YOUR PROBLEM. fuck, i am not your little kid. you have never treated me like one, only restrained and caged me as one. if u really treated me as your child, why an arguement for every meal? if i want to eat this, is it that hard not to cook it? oh wait. who siad you needed to cook it. you wouldnt even let ME cook a nice dinner for myself. if i were your child, would you ever doubt me if i said that i really forgot to wash the dishes? i really forgot, damned it. do i even look like i wanna argue with you? where's the excitement? what do i get other than restrictions, childish attitude and threats from you? benefits? no, i dont see any. so why the fuck would you even think i would ever consider considering wanting to do something against your highness's liking?


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