I hate you. I hate you and I’m so tired of living with you. You pick fights with me and attack me for every tiny thing I do. Tonight I took a bath to relax because I haven’t done that in a while. I take out my headphones to you banging on the door screaming for me to get out even though everyone else in the house is sleeping and you have your own bathroom. I know my room is messy but making nasty comments isn’t going to make me clean it. You attack me, as in my personality, my character, my grades, my choices. Can you just shut the fuck up? I never do anything to hurt you. In six months I will be moved out and we will never have to deal with each other again. I’m 18, I’m all pro go out with my friends. It’s not like I’m out getting drunk every night, I’m not partying and making bad choices I’m just trying to have fun while high school lasts. You used to complain that I was always home, now you complain that I’m not home but the gag is I’m usually out so i can avoid you because you’re such a fucking asshole to me all the time. You don’t even want me around when I’m home, you throw fits when I don’t eat dinner with the family even though you don’t make any food that’s vegetarian. You’re allow to scream and curse at me to your hearts content but if I do much as look at you wrong I’m a monster because I’m supporting to be the bigger person even though you’re the real adult here. I hate everything about you and I wish I could send you this letter because you’re such a fucking dick and you’ve never listened to me for the whole time you’ve known me. Fuck you