Mother is home.
Happy because it means my dad can vent his shit to someone else.
Bad because they gang up against me.
I was so pissed off I went for a walk; big circle russell square to euston, came home and within 5 minutes my dad had already said to me.
"Listen, i'm not having these ridiculous conversations with you. If you're gonna talk shit fuck off and die."
Beauty of it was that I hadn't said anything in the first place.
Bought a Burberry coat yesterday in the sale (£300, not much of a sale) I payed my dad back in cash but he thinks i'm still eternally in debt to him.
I was meant to have a choice of 200 amazing photos to put on here. but... how life works...I think this is fitting though.
It's amazing who else has family problems.
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