Thanksgiving

I fucking hate it. Sorry I'm a day late on it, I had to go to my stupid grandmother's house with all my stupid, fake as shit family. I hate my family. All they care about is fucking sports and clothes and whatever fucking dumb shit activity their kid is into. UGH my little cousins are turning out just like their parents. Wait until they see how the real world is, not this fake plastic bullshit mid-class white family shit is. They don't know me. The only thing to ask is "How is school going?" FUCKING TERRIBLE I'm all like "fine." And then they look at me like I'm a freak and start talking about the fucking Packers vs. Steelers game. GOD. All my older cousins are gone, they left as soon as they fucking could and I don't blame them. I'll probably do that too. I fucking hate family and stupid food they spend all day cooking just to eat and then throw in the fucking refrigerator for "left-overs". BLUH food that's been cooked and sits in the refrigerator for a day is gross in the microwave. They eat too much then they complain about how they ate too much. Then why did you eat that much in the first place, you fucking hogs!
Oh yeah, and not to mention that when the white man came to america they killed all the indians. That sucks about this holiday too.