Monday 21 December 2009

to & dad

after lisa's xmas party we got back mum is in her little winesville
banging on the door of dads room telling him hes shit,
she went down stair's and saw a lovely big wrapped present under the tree
she shouts down to me WHOS THIS FOR?!!?
i don't answer,
I BET IT'S FOR YOUR FUCKING DAD ISN'T IT, CAUSE YOUR A FUCKING DADDY'S GIRL FUCK YOU!
(she reads the label)
OH FOR FUCK SAKE FUCK OFF YOU DON'T GET ME ANYTHING EVER YOU FUCKING LITTLE SHIT FOR FUCK SAKE FUCK YOU!

i come in... mum have you read the label?
YEAH IT SAYS "daddyyyyy"
no mum, it says' to mum and dad.'
WHAT..? SHUT U... oh thankyou. but FOR FUCK SAKE etc.




(L)Snow


last year was amazing.
friends,
thick soft white snow,
lots of day's off school.
and pictures to prove it,



this year...

upper years have gone.
friends have deteriorated,

so now there is no fun side to it any more.

its just cold wet and slippy,

can someone please come and enjoy the good parts with me?

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