I left my cousin's place early just so that I can come home, rest my beautiful ass on that couch and watch tv. That's why I came home for!
But FUCK!
I got a 35 mins talk with my dad. Guess what? Same topics and it still FUCKING ENDED THE WAY IT STARTED!!!
I AM FUCKING SICK AND TIRED OF THIS! It all boils down to trust. There's no FUCKING TRUST!
Maybe I should go out, get myself drunk, knock some random girl up. Break the news that she's pregnant and get my sorry ass out of the house! Give up my diploma, get a low paying 9 to 5 job to feed the baby and the sorry girl I knocked up. Yea, that sounds like a nice idea. I think that is the only way I can make it out sane.