Monday, September 27, 2010

That doesn't help the situation whatsoever.

Yelling at me for the same reasons over 10 times?
Yeah, that doesn't do shit.
Actually, no, it does do something.
It makes me want to rebel even more.
And now, I'm at the point where I simply don't want to do it.
I know the basics of what's good for me. I know that I need this.
But you yelling in my goddamn ear about how I need to hurry the fuck up and do it?
No. It doesn't do anything but make me want to do the opposite.
I know what I need and what I don't need to do.
I don't need you and your commands to go and prioritize my life for me.
I don't need your constant reminders of what I need to do. I already fucking know.
I prioritize my life according to the things that I believe are important to me.
Not you. Get that through your head already.
Seriously.
All I want you to do, is move on with your fucking life. I'm old enough.
How about yelling at me for things that actually do matter?
Or things that I have actually done wrong.
Really.
You're suffocating me.

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