i was woken this morning by my parents fighting.
i hated when they just weren't talking but it's far worse when they fight.
apparently, my mum had lifted my dad's blanket & pillow and threw them into my dad's room, knocking over everything. so my dad called her something and she started slabbering back so he like, grabbed her by the throat.
i was making myself sweet & sour chicken and my mum sat down and went "skivy". then i buttered myself 2 rounds of bread and left them sitting on the chopping board until my food was ready. i walked back into the kitchen and saw her lift my pieces of bread and put them back into the bread packet and she said "get your own bread" so i said "what are you talking about? that's daddy's bread" and she said "i bought this last friday" blahblah but it clearly was my daddy's bread. then i just lifted my sweet & sour chicken and went to my room. then i heard shouting and banging and smashing then a door slam so i went into the living room and saw glass everywhere. walked into the kitchen and i saw my dad shaking. he told me that she grabbed him and tried to dig her nails and everything into him then tried to get the big butcher knife at the back of the cabinet. then he pushed her off and she picked up a picture of eva in a glass frame in the living room and smashed it.
i got the brush and me and my daddy started to brush up the glass. my mum came out of her room and tried to come in the living room door but my dad held it shut but he wasn't rly strong enough so i helped. then she pulled off the fucking door handle and tried to smash the glass in the door! my dad went outside to throw some of the glass out and she opened the door and said something just as my dad was walking back in and i just cracked and went "fuck off!" and slammed the door on her and she went into her room. i started shaking and almost crying and everything. i also felt rly odd because i've never sworn in front of any of my parents before but my dad just started laughing and said that he was happy that i was sticking up for him.
i can't take this anymore. i've been dealing with this since i was 4 years old. she tried to stab him before and everything. i have to go out tomorrow too. part of me doesn't want to because i'm scared i won't be able to get back into the house...
i've been so angry with my mum today then she's only after coming in crying and huggng me, telling me that she's sorry so i told her that i was sorry too. she said "there's no way out of this" and then said "make sure eva's looked after" then i said "why? where are you going?" and she just looked at me and left my room.
oisin rang me at 1:35am but then his phone died at 2:39am :(
i love phonecalls with him. haven't spoken to him in donkeys.
him - "are you seeing anyone at the minute?"
me - "nope"
him - "so that means i can get into you whenever i want?"
me - "aye, why not?"
him - "last time i saw you, you had a lovely rack, now its even lovelier. you've gotten rly fit"
him - "i'm gonna come into town in a taxi n pick you up n take you back to mine"
he's brilliant.
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- June 08, 2008
- FoShizzle-x
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