Spoiled Fucker

I swear to every single known god in this universe, I'm going to kill myself if this fucking happens again. God fucking DAMMIT. Let me explain; I'm the eldest of three children. It goes like this; Me, my sister, and the little fucker. Let's name him that, why don't we. Little Fucker is the most spoiled little bitch this world has ever seen. Little Fucker is allowed to get away with literally everything, even fucking STEALING. He has anger issues that are so goddamn obvious, but my stupid fucking parents won't take him to counseling or even take away his stuff for a full ass 24 hours. He has completely DESTROYED an expensive laptop (ripped off the screen half and I had to duct tape it back together just so I could do school work), he has forgotten the combination to an iPad and snapped that because he got mad, has crushed and lost an iPhone SE, cracked and infected an HP laptop with a virus in less than a week after getting it, and 'dropped' his dented and completely cracked iPod Touch. Little Fucker is a goddamn destroyer of all things precious to others, and fucking SABOTAGES any work I'm doing for school, such as unplugging my computer when I'm charging it, destroys my posters, snaps all my pencils, etc. Little Fucker has also destroyed both me and my sister's rooms countless times. Guess what his punishment is? 'Don't do it again baby, that's not very nice.' -Dumbass Mom. I love my dad so much though, because he gives fair treatment. When he found out my brother colored all over my closet and mirror, he fucking DESTROYED him, and I was so fucking gleeful the entire goddamn time, because justice never fucking happens. Little Fucker gets away with swearing as well. What do I get if I say crap? I get all privileges taken away. This means wifi, computer, any access online, can't go to the library, no phone, can't meet with friends, can't go out, can't go out to eat, can't go to any sports, etc until you've taken any semblance of joy out of my life. And now I'm crying because I'm literally going to kill myself because Little Fucker keeps saying shut the f up and f off you b, which technically aren't swears, but crap isn't either, and which one is more of a swear, but he never gets fucking punished by my goddamn mother. I literally hate being alive, she never understands me. I had to be fucking suicidal and say I'm gonna kill myself out loud just to have her hug me. I really don't understand why she hates me. I always get punished, and it's never fair. It's never fucking fair. My dad is in the military, so he's not even around like 70% of the time. I'm making a date right now. If this continues, on January 25th I'm committing suicide. It'll be past my sister's birthday, so she'll be happy. It'll be past Christmas. My last Christmas. It'll be past Thanksgiving so I can see my extended family one last time. All of my hard-earned 375 dollars that I've saved up for 3 years will go to my sister. I love her with my whole life, and she's so nice. If someone finds this somehow after I die, well. Then you know that I can't handle it. I couldn't. I hope Little Fucker dies in a goddamn pit and has the most painful and slow death of his life. Thanks for listening, though. See you all on the other side.

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Otter Home August 06, 2020 at 6:08 am 0 0