FUCK!

Ughhhhh...my father is totally doing my head in again.
Everything I do or say is just wrong.
Like when I say I want a job I like he says I'm like a little baby.
He says that people really do think and live like he thinks is right.
Seriously, you're not a fucking god or anything equivalent.
You're just some average man doing something you hate.
And when I say that if life is so goddamn miserable then I really should have killed myself cause apparently there is no chance ever to be happy then he starts going on about how life is a struggle and you have to live with depression.
Like, what the fuck is his problem?!
He's not happy when I want to study and not work.
He's not happy when I'm looking for a job and want to live my own life.

Not every fucking person in the world works in a goddamn sawmill, for Christ's sake!!

There are people out there who enjoy what they do very much and are happy.

Jesus...parents are totally there to be hated.
There's no other use of them.
Fucking cunts!

I will find a job, get my own place and my father can fucking kiss my ass.
FUCK!