Man, some women can be really ungratefull sometimes. Here I am, trying to be a proper gentleman by bringing her breakfast in bed, and instead of just saying "Thank you" or something, she keeps going on about "Who are you?" and "how did you get in here?".
That's the last time I make an effort, I tell you that.
There's a fine line between "psychotherapist" and "psycho the rapist"
dear mom,
i am sorry to tell you this but i moved out and i am going to live with my boyfriend. i just fell in love with his piercing, tattoos and huge motorcycle. i am pregnent. ahmed told me we will be very happy in his RV in the woods not far from his parents. we are going to have atleast 10 more kids. i found out that pot is harmless and i will soon start to try Cocaine and ecstasy. for now we hope for an AIDS cure so i will feel better. dont worry about me, i am 15 and i can take care of myself.
sincerely,
your daughter.
p.s
none of this is true. i am at the neighbours.
i just wanted to show you that there are worst things then my diploma(in the desk drawer).
call me when its safe to come back home.
