So what's killing you?

I hate people.

My mom's boyfriend accused her of having an affair, meanwhile he dropped her off at wal-mart to go shopping. She happened to run into my aunt who she hardly ever gets to see who works there and went to mcdonald's with her on my aunts supper break to have dinner. Then on the way home he proceeds to spit and point in her face and accuse her of ridiculous accusations and then say he's going to move out.

He's a pathetic, fucking drunk. What an asshole, he's the one that's never fucking here and doesn't help out with bills. He's nearly 50 and acts like a fucking immature little teenager. I fucking hate him.

Life is shit. Tonight would be the perfect night for a nice hot cup of tea.

But of course I can't have one. Figures.

There is no hot tea in my near future.

Balls.