What's wrong with yours?
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What's wrong with yours?
They are gay PERIOD
I feel they are too paranoid about me....but i guess thats all part of being a parent....looking after your kids.
I had some incense burning in my room the other night and my dad creeped slowly up the stairs jumped out and shouts "what are you burning!" scared me shitless...but they are scared im going to burn the house down (had a little incident a few years ago)
so yeah too paranoid.
Why whats wrong with yours moeburn?
Err there ok till they killed my plants grrrrrrrr well i did take there car but thats no reason to murder them grrrrrrrrrr
i dont have no mom or no dad.grew up with grandma and she was cool.i been on my own since day one it seems like sometimes.when i see kids with their parents sometimes i wonder how they feel
not much to complain about my mums pretty cool when i was younger she nevergave me crap about toking or anything
i have two moms. my mom is gay, she came out when i was little, after marrying twice. it never bothers me, it just bothersd other people and they feel the need to give me shit about it. i love my mom and barb, even they dont aspprove of me smoking.
My mom and I are both stubborn bitches so when we fight, we go all OUT...bitching, slapping, pinching, scratching, screaming, door slamming, spitting, ect. She's not a bad person, maybe tries to hard to impress people and shit like that. I love her though. My dad on the other hand is a worthless, dickless piece of a shit. I don't even know where he's living right now and when he has a job he's good for money...that's it.
Mine claim to be spiritual and open minded but they so arent. They are constantly on my ass and if someone has weird hair they automatically judge them. I'm a really good kid and they fucking flip out if i do ONE thing wrong ie: dont win piano competition or something. Ugh.
Oh... something is wrong with everyone's parents i think haha
Love- Kate
My parents...
They are walking talking shadows.
I had three brothers and three sisters and they were the greatest people I knew
Until anger made upset, and I found out around the age of 6-7 that these weren't the true blood brothers and sisters I thought they were, they were actually my half-blood, and the father of my mom's children and the mother of my dad's children were evil and never to cross my path again.
I was so confused as to what the idea of a brother or a sister was that I started calling my neighbors and friends my brothers and sisters.
My parents themselves were extremely good parents.
My dad was a very nice, cheerful, active, intelligent man in public, without any concern for anyone's embarassment. But when it came to playing with me, his shadow came out to play.
My mom was a very egocentric, depressed, lazy, stupid person in private, but when she was at parties or dealing with her children, her life came out to play and her shadow went away.
So basically, around me, my parents were fucktarded and only cared that i was wise and intelligent and full of useless information.
They told me that if i gave up my education i'd spend the rest of my life flipping burgers, never wondering if maybe i should see what thats like before turning it down.
Some people have no parents, some people have one, normal people have two parents, and old people might have three.
I have four.
It's about fucking time I got to know the other two.