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Bruh I canโ€™t tell you how freakin mad I got yesterday-
Alrightโ€ฆ.soooo (girl topic tw warning if there are any guys here who get grossed out ๐Ÿ™„)

(LAST CHANCE WARNING BOYS!)



Iโ€™m on my period. Normal girl thing right. Well some friends of ours planned a hike up in Yosemite yesterday. It was supposed to only be a 1 hour and 30 minute drive. 4 hours later and weโ€™re still driving. I was finally starting to get pissed off about it because Iโ€™m now starting to hurt because Iโ€™VE BEEN SITTING FOR SO DAMN LONG! Iโ€™m also stuck in the back seat of the car with my annoying freakin little sister. I have plans with my best friend next week, and my grandma is making over a 9 HOUR DRIVE FROM ARIZONA this upcoming Saturday to come see us. I read text messages between my mom and the people we went with and found out on Friday that ALL OF THEIR DAMN KIDS ARE SICK!!!!! BRUHHHHHHHHH!!!! So I didnโ€™t want to go but my parents forced me to. The only other reason I agreed to go is because it wasnโ€™t supposed to be a long drive which means the elevation wouldnโ€™t be too high because I HAVE EXTREMELY BAD LUNGS!!!!!! We ended up stopping for a bathroom break and when I get out of the car I realized I couldnโ€™t breathe. So after I was done using the restroom I asked my dad about how much longer we have to drive. if we were going any higher up the mountain I wouldโ€™ve literally walked home myself. He looks at me and says โ€œbe quiet and donโ€™t be annoying.โ€ BISH WHAT!!??? So the family who planned it was trying to talk to me I guess but I couldnโ€™t hear them because I CANโ€™T BREATHE!!!! The wife asked me if I was ok and I looked at her and looked at my dad and tried saying โ€œI canโ€™t breathe.โ€ But nothing came out BECAUSE I HAVE NO FREAKIN DAMN AIR!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! So I sat in the car and took my inhaler. We eventually get to half dome and we get out to stretch our legs. Iโ€™m literally getting my stuff and Iโ€™m about to get out of the car when my dad walks over and slaps my knee (I had jeans on so it didnโ€™t hurt but Iโ€™m freaking emotional because I canโ€™t breathe AND Iโ€™M ON MY PERIOD!!!) and tells me โ€œwatch your damn attitude. They were trying to talk to you and you just walked away.โ€ Bruh when I tell you I was ready to just jump off that damn cliff ๐Ÿ˜‘ LIKE BRUHHH HOW ABOUT YOU PAY ATTENTION TO YOUR KID AND TRY TO MAKE OUT WHAT I WAS TRYING TO TELL YOU!!!??? WHOS THE ONE WITH THE ATTITUDE NOW HUH!!!????? So, I start crying and Iโ€™m trying to tell my dad that I wasnโ€™t trying to be rude but I JUST COULDNโ€™T BREATHE!!! But now heโ€™s getting even more mad at me for crying and wonโ€™t even listen to what Iโ€™m trying to say. So my mom comes over and I tell her what happened and how I couldnโ€™t breathe. She does some breathing exercises with me and I finally get out of the car. My friend comes over to talk to me and I canโ€™t say anything yet because Iโ€™m still trying to regulate my breathing so my mom tells them how I couldnโ€™t breathe and then my dad finally tries to back me up and tell them how my lungs keep getting worse. Oh how I wouldโ€™ve loved to throw a rock at him right then and there ๐Ÿ™‚

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