So, my mom hammered my phone…. and y’all are probably thinking that I did something to deserve it. I didn’t. I had finished my homework and I was laying in my bed and she came into my room and said “GIVE IT TO ME, NOW.” (talking about my phone, of course) And, so of course I argued with her, I mean I did nothing. So, later that night me and my sister were sitting in her room talking and i could hear my phone vibrating so I got up to look for it and I found it and I used it without mom knowing for the rest of the night… I was laying in my bed trying to sleep and she came in and was furious… “GIVE IT TO ME NOW! YOU’LL NEVER SEE THIS AGAIN. STACEY! GET THE HAMMER! ” SOOOO, i just went to bed to get away from everything so now I just laugh because it’s not hurting me and I’m not changing… Why should I? I’m just going to revolt against any of her rules now. Like, I don’t even care if she hates me. I’m pretty sure I’m moving out soon.
in what fucking situation do you ever need this picture for