For taking the keys to my car from his girlfriends jacket. It had nothing else in it. He’s pissed at me. I’m going to his girlfriend later with my own jacket and I’m going to say: “Here’s my jacket, since I looked in yours, you can look in mine, and maybe you’ll start stealing things from me too like your son does.”
Her son stole $100 of weed from my room and my pencil case (which had the pencil my boyfriend gave me in it so I’m pissed because now it’s missing).
I just want these fucking strangers to get out of my house. His welfare thriving girlfriend just needed a place to live, and my dad is manipulated by the last person who speaks to him, so he invited her to move in with him after a month and a half of knowing her. Her and her two jobless, smelly, infantile 21 and 27 year old sons have been living here since September.
They took the room that would have been mine and they’ve made me feel like a stranger in a house I lived in for 11 years.
I hate them and I want them to get out, or die.
His girlfriend is the fakest person I’ve ever met. Before she seized control of my dad’s thoughts and emotions, she knew she had to be nice all the time or risk living on the streets, so she was. She’s fake 24/7 but I know she hates me and she’s lying about ever having liked my dad.
