Reasons why I need to move out of my parents house - the thread

Reasons why I need to move out of my parents house - the thread

>mfw your mother will die one day and she'll never again make cute little treats and leave them out for people to eat and the only memory you'll have of them is how much you hated her for your lack of self control

stfu and give your parents the love they deserve before they are gone

My fat dependapotamus, oversexed excuse for a mother has Borderline Personality Disorder and her life's blood was screaming hate at the people who love her for hours every day, day after day. Deranged bitch tried to kill me tens of times, I can't wait for her to die.

My fight or flight reflex is so strong I will never be not-fit, it's just not happening. I'm ready to run or punch someone in the face at all times. Thanks, shit mom!

If you're in the AF, for fuck's sake, don't stick your dick in crazy, anons. For the sake of your offspring.

To add insult to injury, bitch couldn't even cook.

>Deranged bitch tried to kill me tens of times
>To add insult to injury, bitch couldn't even cook

> Eating food cooked by a person who tried to kill you...

>that day was nearly a decade ago
>wasn't even a man yet

Fuck all of you, go hug your mom tomorrow. Someday you won't be able to anymore.

My dad would tell me to go to bed because i would be tired when i woke up in the morning to go to work. I was a grown man.
My parents were dirt poor but they wanted children. They couldn't even afford one kid but they had three so we lived in miserable poverty eating spaghetti every night because they couldn't afford anything else. My clothes had holes, i couldn't ever go anywhere because they had no money to give me. I hate my parents.

My parents are just super controlling. Mostly i just want to make my own money so I can start buying my own food(college student atm, looking for a part time job) because neither of my parents can cook, and they never buy any ingredients to cook proper food.

What was I gonna do, bro, starve? This heffer had us locked in on base housing, in a different country. Bitch wouldn't let us have water, I survived dying from thirst by stealing apples from the natives.

Natives eventually took pity on me and started giving me bags of fruit when they saw me coming for their trees.

Dependas, man, they should all be shot.