Dear mum and dad,
You must be outta your fucking minds.
I’m sorry, but I’m not buying that bastard anything for his birthday. Reasons why?: 1. This is what he said to me on my birthday: “Hey Jen, I know how much you love to cut and attempt suicide, so I got you some razors and pills. Go wild, we’d all be better without your crazy self.” 2. He fliers with me constantly. 3. He’s a prick.

I hate my dad’s girlfriend’s son(soon to be stepbrother).