Is there something wrong with my mom? Why does she think she feeds my dad well enough? I hate her stupid food. I don't even eat with them, now.
I really hate Nell Burton. I feel all sorts of things inflicted on me because of her. Her msideeds. Alls he is is hatred toward me. What use is that? At hermometeor.
How is my dad supposed to be alert to her whims and desires? She doesn't want to be Chinese? Fine. Then, don't eat Chinese food! Dummy! :^{
I don't want to mess up along the way.
Oh my God. Is my dad a martyr to bad food? My brother had chicken wings. He also started liking steak. I dunno, he had a noodle and other fixations. Early on.
This food is stupid. I like it, but I don't want to eat with my dad at home.
I don't like rice and shredded chicken. I want beef, soup, prepared vegetables, starches, some potatos, different kinds of noodles and things, European food, spicy food. There's no good soup at the store. I don't know how I'll have the time to make it. I'm not into cooking right now. My mom is busy, but she wasn't busy before. My dad is more questionable to me about food. He riles me up at the grocery store. Go rile up your sisters, you bastard.
My dad is mean to me. He wants to think I'm insignificant.
Why doesn't he get a grill and grill some steaks? I know he's on a diet, but a little beef should be good. That's what he eats out. My mom doesn't cook the cauliflower anymore, and I don't really know why but think that she should.
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