vent.


So, my grandpa called me into the living room and asked if I wanted to go bowling, I personally don't like bowling, so naturally I say no, he asked me to repeat what I said twice, and on the second time, he holds up his fist as if he's about to fucking punch me, and asks me to repeat it again.


WTF. Thank gods im going back to my parents house tomorrow because I don't want to deal with that bs.


Physically I'm ok. Mentally I'm scared for my life and hiding in a bedroom. 


-Quicklight

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