Well mom

If you're that fucking hungry that you have to scream at me when I ask you "What?" when you initially say that you haven't eaten all day from the other side of the house, you can go and eat a bag of dicks. Yes, I had jokingly asked why you didn't bring me food when you got home, you work in a fucking grocery store for fucks sake, but how am I to know you haven't eaten all day and that the world should bow to you because of that fact. And no, no form of apology can fix this because I've taken soooo much shit from you over the past 19 years that nothing you can say can fix it. If I could move out, I would have at 14 when I had enough.