-Akito is very into a music genre, casually sends Toya his 21+ hour long playlist. Toya doesn’t bat an eye
-Akito: *Sobbing on call while watching music videos* “The music videos are so amazing and relatable and-“ Toya: *Is listening while trying to figure out how Roblox works*
-Akito is very “Laberdoodle energy” while Toya is definitely the more calm one
-Petnames>>>> (Toya is very basic, sorry not sorry. Akito is the type to be creative and call his bf his “Subway footlong”)
-“Hello my Subway footlong, no cheese, no mustard, extra onions, with bacon” “…pardon?”
Sometimes I'm just so mad.
I'm just chilling, doing my thing and than my father just start an argument with me about something stupid and we always disagree and he starts to welling, but I can't well back because that's "disrespectful" and that just makes me so frustrated because I just can't think straight like this and than he would talk for minutes doing this big speech thing and I just know that if I talk back he will talk longer or start welling again so I don't. In the end I just crie. Sometimes it's a silent thing, like a response for the welling or the talks that just make me feel so wrong like I am some tipe of problem in my parents life's. Sometimes is loud. Normally it's like this when it gets to bad and I start screaming or when he hits me for something I say.
In the end he always talk with my mother in the other room, she is never in our arguments, and in the big speech hour she just listen like I do. I never understand the full thing, but I hear that it's about me. Maybe she gets a big speech too.
I don't know, but this makes me want to talk back more, to well and do the things I'm not suppose to do. Maybe that's why I started to be so "rude" to people (I think I am being just true to myself telling them what I think, but mom says that I'm rude and explosive, the second part it's kinda true.)
Don't get the wrong idea, I love my parents, or at least I think so since I don't have to much to compare. It's just that I get so mad at myself for not being capable to deal with this after all this years. This is the only thing in this days that makes me crie and that's so frustrating!
Anyways I just wrote this because I wanted to get it out of my brain so I can do my fucking work and not have to say a word for the rest of the day.
Bye I guess.