I want to know how you have the NERVE to make a comment like that. You don’t know the whole story. Maybe you should know what’s going on before you open your giant, disgusting, fat, probably herpes infected mouth.
The reason I’m moving in with my grandparents is because my grandpa can no longer work. They’re staying afloat, but having a hard time. I’m going to help them. They raised me, and they deserve better than what they’ve got. I’m able to be there for them, so I’m going to.
How dare you tell me it’s “sad” that I’m moving in with my grandparents, especially when you don’t know the reasons why. And, how dare you tell me that’s not something to shout out to the world. I’m damn proud of the fact that I’m going to be there for my family. They’ve done so much for me, and I finally have the ability to give some of that back.
Try thinking before speaking. It’s helpful.
Also, try learning respect, for you no longer have mine.
Piss off.
