i hate this.

yeah so i did some bitchin signs, bumperstickers and stickers for my dad's campaign, i also designed 3 fliers for him. He promised to pay me as much as 500 DOLLARS. and guess what. he can't provide an explanation of where it is. and i asked him if he spent it, and he smiled. SERIOUSLY? REALLY? im not finding the humor in taking advantage of your daughter.

and i get stuck in this goddamn house with my stupid sisters and im just about at my exploding point. I NEED TO GET OUT. NOOW. my blood pressure is probably through the roof and im crying and clenching my fists. im so destructive.