Day 68: If you're only going to bitch about it, then GTFO

So, people who obviously don't realize that I am eighteen, and I am attempting to gain enough money to move out of my damn parents house and into an appartment with my fiancee so we can start our damn lives together and finally have some freaking privacy and some moments where we are TRULY alone, have been bitching and moaning that I don't talk to them or that I don't give them as much attention as I used to.

It isn't that I'm intentionally ignoring anyone. It isn't that I suddenly hate you. It isn't that you did something to me. The reason behind my drop off the planet?

I WORK AND GO TO COLLEGE. It's something HIGH SCHOOL GRADUATES DO. Especially high school graduates who are engaged and attempting to leave the nest. I am sick of living in my parents house. I need to get out. WHICH IF YOU ACTUALLY FUCKING KNEW ME, you'd understand why because you'd know all the shit I have to put up with in order to live at my parents house.

I'm sorry if you feel like you need to be NUMERO UNO priority in my book, it isn't going to happen. My education and my ATTEMPTS to start building a family with my fiancee HAVE to come first. There is no choice in the matters. I still fucking care about you. I still fucking love all of my friends. I'm just not flexible anymore. I work until one a.m IF I'M LUCKY. Some nights I don't get home until four a.m. I get home, I go the fuck to sleep, I wake up and immediately go back to work. Exactly where in that time frame do you expect me to get on the internet and facebook you? I might have THIRTY MINUTES a day to text people.

And I'm sick of that bullshit. The cell phone works both ways. If you want to talk to me, fucking text me. I don't text anyone besides Max and people that I need to give me a ride somewhere. I never iniate conversation anymore because I'm too busy worrying if I have all of my shit for work, or school, or if I have my schedule right. If you shoot me a text in that time frame, I WILL ANSWER YOU AND CONVERSE WITH YOU. Unless you text me at eight in the morning. In that case I will answer you with a STFU and NEVER TEXT ME BEFORE 12 noon. Because I am sleeping until 12 noon. BECAUSE ON TOP OF A CRAZY HOUR WORK SCHEDULE, I AM INSOMNIAC.

But you don't want to realize that, GOD NO, ITS ALL YOUR FUCKING NEEDS. It doesn't matter that my brain WILL NOT LET ME RELAX enough to go to sleep without FOUR HOURS OF EFFORTS PRIOR. Nope, you don't give a shit about that. It's all you you you you you fucking you.

And have you ever considered that I'm STRESSED AS FUCK??? COLLEGE FINALS ARE COMING UP. I am working too much to study. I haven't even started on any of my projects. But nope, I'm not giving YOU enough attention, who gives a fuck about me?

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