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FUCK!
FUCK!
FUCK!
FUCK!
A week ago, I didn't expect for my parents to let me go to this show with my sister when I first found out about it. I was fucking suprised when they said if I could get my sister to take me and get the money that they would let me go. That made me fucking happy. Knowing that whether or not I could go was up to me was a comfort. I got the money, I got the ride. And now my fucking mother is telling me she might not let me go because it is on a fucking Tuesday! A fucking school night! As if that shit even matters. I have the fucking grades. I could fail all my finals and still have A's. "I'm sure they'll come around again" she said. "Nothing is definite" she said. But if it were up to her, I wouldn't be going.
FUCK!
Why the fuck did she let me even think that I could go if she was just going to take it away 2 fucking days before the show? I told her all the information a God damn week ago.
FUCK!
FUCK!
FUCK!
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