It's unfortunate that I'm updating my dA - in such a long time - for something like this. But it's - I can't fucking hold it in any longer. I'm back bringing more hate - to the inefficiency of this fucking trip I'm planning, to the world, to the people around me, to MYSELF because I am so limited in what I can fucking do. I hate the feeling, this caged in, trapped little feeling.
A trip that I found exciting and wanting to go to is now something I'm not looking forward to whatsoever - solely for the company because my friends have to have the strictest parents in the market, whom of which I don't fucking know the first thing to do. I want to tread wherever the fuck I want on this trip that SHOULD'VE only been my cousins and I, but no. Add ten thousand more people and complications later and I am so done I don't even want to go anymore.
I DON'T WANT TO GO ON THIS TRIP IF I CAN'T DO WHATEVER THE FUCK I WANT. I don't want to go on this trip if I am going to be crammed into a tiny little hotel room with seven other people and possibly sleep on the floor. No, I will throw a child's trantrum if I have to. I just hate everything right now, and I'm emotionally exhausted, and I really don't give a shit what happens anymore. I don't care. I don't /want/ to care, but the fucking truth is that I'm gonna care anyway.
WORDS CAN'T EVEN DESCRIBE HOW ANGRY AND UPSET AND JUST FUCK I AM. Like, I feel like the only way I can express myself is just repeatedly screaming "FUCK YOU FUCK YOU FUCK YOU YOU AND YOU" at the top of my lungs at anyone and everything that passes me by.