"give me the phone"

okay.

this, without sounding dramatic, had to have been the worst week of my life so far. i think worse things have happened... but not all at once!?

it starts a week ago. my boyfriend still hadn't spoken to me about the argument we had on friday. i would have figured two days would have been enough time to cool. clearly not. i finally got him on the phone, and all he could say was that he had nothing to say...

to cut a REALLY long story short, i cried down the phone to him, begging him to forgive me and let it go back to normal. in comes my dad. oh yes.

"give me the phone"

yeah, like i'm gonna do that? to be honest, anything he has to say is only gonna go and make everything worse isn't it? so i said "no, fuck off" in a hysterical voice, to which he did. only about five minutes later, i was crying and screaming harder... so daddy came in, prized the phone from my hands while i was still screaming at him to not.

"stop fucking around with my daughter, if you don't want to be with her then don't"

so he didn't. he broke up with me. again. because of what my dad said.

"your dad's right, i keep messing you about. i'm obviously not welcome at your house anymore"

who gives a shit?

it's our relationship not everyone elses, and he throws it away because he's scared.

brilliant.

then to make matters even better, on account of being so miserable AGAIN i was mean to my whole family, who now hate me, along with my mother who dislikes me strongly because i called her a bitch on her birthday.

she was being a bitch though, it was less than two days after i'd been dumped, i was crying and she told me to get out of bed, get ready and stop trying to ruin her day. i apologise for being absolutely distraught. please forgive me.

and obviously i'm not speaking to my dad on account of his heroics. not.

so it's all up in arms at the moment. i had plans to up and leave, but then i had no money and nowhere to go. i was going to see my friend at her uni and live with her for a while but that plan went out the window when my dad wouldn't give me my fucking money.

ugh.

then last night, one of my (ex)boyfriend's friends bought me a rose and told me it was from my ex. HAHAHA THAT'S EXCELLENT.

no it's sick.

i was furious.

anything else wanna come my way? bring it on.