Cause I just SNAPPED.

Liberate
lib·er·ate
tr.v. lib·er·at·ed, lib·er·at·ing, lib·er·ates
1. To set free, as from oppression, confinement, or foreign control.

I can't stand being in this house. It's suffocating.

I hate my family to an extent of just leaving. I can't deal with this fucking drama. I want to just leave for college and maybe never come back.

I hate my life. Not that gay emo shit 'I hate my life, woe is me.' No.

I have endured and endured so much this late two years. And I can't fucking take this shit. This shit has been bothering me for the longest time and I couldn't even tell my CLOSEST friends anything.

I hate going to school every fucking day with this fake ass smile.

I hate my family. My parents make me sick. They can be cool but so fucking fake lately. I can't fucking look at them.


I ... I just want to sleep. And just not wake up.

Sometimes I wonder what it would be like if I just died. But hopefully not a painful death.

But then I think, Why me? They fucked up.

THEY THINK THEY'RE IN PAIN RIGHT NOW? ARE YOU FUCKING KIDDING ME?!

This shit has been taking a toll on me lately. I have been experiencing a lot of anexity lately. Sometimes, my chest starts hurting.

And I've been picking a lot of fights with them lately. I'm easily agitated.

They're not making it better. All my parents like to do is put immese pressure on me. Ridiculous pressures.

"Let's fuck with Erica and tell her what a total bitch she is.

She should be a fucking better example for her little sister.

She's so stupid!"

Seriously? Do I look like I need this shit at home?

It's so awkward with the both of them home. Wait- Can you actually call this hell hole a home? It's not even liveable.

I think have the right to let loose right now, after what bullshit they had put on my in the last few months.

My dad's a cheater, I know it. And I hate him for it.

Is it bad for me to start disliking stupid girls that emo about not being with a certain boy that's half way around the world? Oh well, too late.

And I 've noticed something else too, I don't have many REAL friends. A few but that's enough. I have a lot of fake ass friends. I'm envious, yes. How come I can't have so many friends?

But I'm fine. A little self conscious. But I'm fine. Whew~

Retribution
ret⋅ri⋅bu⋅tion 
–noun
1.requital according to merits or deserts, esp. for evil.