who do you trust?

you are suposed to be my frend but you lie to me.i sacrifice anything and everything for you and you stab me in the back.with frends like you i dont need enimies,and what makes it so bad you are my parent

slice of life

 My dad and i recently moved in with my grandmaw.Living with them is verry mellow and extreemly boring,but its better than the stressful enviroment we used to live in.We boath dreaded comming home.I thought home is where you relax,not us.every day we came in to my step mom and her pissy aditude.she never did anything but sit around and ordering us what to do.she has 13 yapping little chiwawas that we had to take care of every day.you wanted a slice of my life,you dont know the half of it