10th october 2010
i want to die, i wish i was 6 fucking feet under the fucking ground. in case you're wondering, i've just had a huge argument with my stepdad, and it was apparantly that bad he had to go for a walk for an hour, in the pitch black at 9pm? :L anyway, we'd just finished watching the xfactor and cz diana vickers is performing next week on it he started to play her songs through the laptop. now, i think she's ok, but my mum hates her with a burning passion like nothing you've seen. anyway, she goes out the room and my sean's just like "what an idiot" so i have a go at him saying it's his own fault blahfuckingblah and he has a go at me etc. i mean i have no problem with this cz i'm just calling hima fat twat, like ya do then he aims a blow so low i would'nt even think it was possible. he goes "yeah, coming from the idiot who annoys everyone by just being around, and you can't even say you don't like me mate when you don;t even like yourself. it's your own fault you're like that". now, i wanted to punch him but i carried on having a go and that until i was on the verge of tears. i ran upstairs and cried into my pillow and was so depressed i was considering an overdose. i don't know if he's back yet but it's like half ten now so probably. i never want to speak to him again.
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