2012-03-09, 12:27 AM
Dad comes home. Talks to me. Insinuates my life is directionless. Fortifies the fact that I should feel gratitude for being a serf under his lordship. Makes me feel like crap. What's new. Go to fridge. Grab one from the shelf. Sit back down. Talk to friends. Drink it up. Go back to studying.
I need to get out of this dive.
I need to get out of this dive.

