it's bad enough i have to live with you...

Mood : pissed
Music : Unforgivable Sinner by Lene Marlin

Me : Can i have some money for the hair-cut i had this afternoon?
Dad : if you don't want to go to an indian barber and instead to a lady hairdresser then you can pay yourself

what the fuck ok? you're such a fucking control freak... have you realized yet that the world does not evolve around you? your family is not merely little characters in this soap that centers wholely around you. you're not scared? you are SO missing the fucking point... why must you act like a toddler that has realized that he's in control of all the toys in front of him? and i'm not just talking about this stupid hair-cut incident. sometimes i really feel like giving you what you're asking for... so you better not offer it to me anymore. i promise that i won't be so respectful in the future.

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tomorrow is registration day... fuck it
i'm going to bed

'you're trying to ease up but you know you won't get far'