dragonblade0's Diaryland Diary ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- give it up fuuuuuuck. my dad thinks i'm depressed again. or at least tonight. am i not allowed to be quiet and pensive??? jesus. give me a break. sure, i'm a little sober minded, i have friends with troubles. i don't think i can go to this get together that for some reason seems really important to me. it's just an eh mood. i'm FINE, dammit! he keeps looking over here at me with this look on his face. and the way he asks questions is so annoying. like no matter what i tell him he won't bellieve me. he's bent on thinking i'm depressed. what the fuck?? 'you've gone through depressions before, i'm just concerned. i'm not trying to poke fun at you' and something about my eyes being red and puffy for some unknown reason. so he also thinks i've been crying (haven't cried in a few weeks) or that i'm drugged up. i took a bath earlier and listened to AFI. they have a hard alternative rock sound. and then a few that sound uber sad. so i come back downstairs and he's like 'what kind of music were you listening to? up music? hate the world shit?' no, dad. grrr arg! fuck my dad pisses me off some days. he's just sooo cynical and pessimistic and sarcastic and opinionated... FUCK! i love him, but jeez. lay off and give me a break... 10:58 p.m. - 2004-04-08 ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- |
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