[nothereanymore]

Instead of staying at a hotel like normal people we're sleeping in our car (when it's freezing temperatures outside) like the fucking poor family we are. My poor cats are squished on the floorboard and my mom gives no fucks. My feet are frozen because my mom took the blanket I was using for herself. Of course, you know, cause she's most important. My feet will freeze, but that's all okay because my mom is warm and comfortable and she is the main focus of the trip. We're just tagalongs. Burdens. She made us throw out a ton of our stuff because it was superficial and unimportant. Everything is done to her convenience. It's not about the safety of my poor cats, who are piled on top of each other, or her own children. The only thing i've eaten in the last six hours is half a bag of chips because the food I ordered at McDonalds was fucking disgusting. I shan't ask for food though, for it would be rather inconvenient and expensive. And we've got to consider my mother, you know.
Goddamn bitch. I honestly hope something happens to the cats from being squished in for nearly eight hours. Just so I can rub it in her face, just how ignorant and thoughtless and selfish she is.
As long as they don't make a sound, and no one complains and her actions aren't questioned and we kiss her feet and worships the very air she breathes, you know, that's all that matters. Never mind that she's turning our lives upside down just to make herself happy.