Another reason to kill myself. This shit is impossible to escape, like marijuana smoke and vape on a bus. Yeah I’m such a widdle pussy loser oh so sensitive to Adult Topics. I’m so sick of all adult media being death and porn, and everything else is cocomelon brainrot. Every fucking day living with FaMiLy is just constant screaming, choking, vomiting, crying, yelling, and all these sound effects to elicit anxiety 24/7. And at work some fucking tiktok addicted marijuana user wearing a leather jacket while working in a heated warehouse is playing the same stupid shit on a speaker when bone conduction headphones are permitted. Just fucking buy a pair of those for $20 instead of using a $100 brand name speaker to blast people pretending to die at everyone else. All TV and movies are just little kids stuff or watching people die. All user generated media is just cocomelon, porn, or gross “asmr” crap. All music is nursery rhymes or porn audiobooks. I’m sick of everything.
I really fucking hate my mother. I can’t wait until I can sleep without listening to people die and cry. That bitch thinks it’s funny. And she thinks the rest of the family is going to tolerate that? Dickhead. I fucking hate that bitch and her stupid loud as shit TV that she has and could turn down but refuses to. Happy thanksgiving, where constant fighting, screaming, choking, crying, vomiting, and yelling are in the background, as happy as christmas where I literally was blocking out the stupid tv with headphones when that bitch had some medical emergency. I wish I didn’t hear relative scream birth name, and they delayed getting help because they were looking for the remote to turn off the stupid tv, and that bitch died. Because a fucking disorder I literally don’t have, that I fucking begged to stop fucking reducing me to, is how I was So Smart!!! to mute the stupid TV with another Samsung remote while calling 911. I hate that bitch. I hope it fucking dies on the way to the state that bitch is moving to. Bitch.