Well, holy fucking fuck in a fuck sandwich with fuck on top, this is not the best news ever. In fact, it is the one thing that has ruined my Saturday today.

You see, my mother who I love ever so much (> Lie), has just informed me that she is going to speak to my guidance councilor to quote; "See what is best for my development from an expert". She also says she is going to cut down on my access to my computer, which apparently will limit me to five hours of time during the weekends, and an all time low of two hours on weekdays. As you may be unsurprised to hear, this pisses me off the the utmost extent of human possibility and I feel like beating the ever living fuck out of my mom for this.

Firstly, let me make it known that if my best interest involves me being unable to use the one thing that has kept me from total depression, while at the same time giving me the indignity of having "What's right for me" told by some absolute stranger who I don't give a fuck on the moon about, then I would honestly rather be dead than be 'healthy' as my mom would say with her stupid self.

Secondly, I have the growing fear that she will force me to move my computer out of my room. This would lead to one thing; NO FELARYA FOR ME. Which would lead to something else entirely in turn:

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Not trying to sound like the typical BAW drama whore, but srsly, WHAT THE HELL, this is not cool.Instead this is indeed whack.



Fuck.