Bitch won’t stop ragging on me. Still stuck at home with old farts, who can take care of themselves. Being held hostage by TPTB and pals intentionally as a prop to gauge how far I’d go.
Trying to find job but no luck. If that’s how it goes down, then I won’t try hard enough. You’re not being aggressive enough. Hah. Revenge. Why do you hate your parents? I have nothing to do.
Everything falls on the parents. Always picking on them. Always mad. Go figure. Bitch won’t stop ranting about Obama. You’re a parasite not looking for work. You and your Dad like Obama. Revenge. Back at you bitch.
Something about bring proud of yourself so others still be proud of you. How can your brother brag at work about you? Huh. How can he brag about parents who don’t do anything interesting?
About time for you to think. I think she is a bitch and nothing is going to change her fatness. What is your future for being like that? Easy. Surf the web. So back off and feed me. Meow.
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