Fucking idiots rule the world

I'm in a bad mood.
Today blows, really it does.
and I fucking hate everyone. Or rather I hate what they did/are doing.
First ben doesn't call me like he promised. That just made me sad. So I wake up being sad and depressed that he didn't care enough to call like he said he would. When the truth of the matter is he probably just fell asleep in the car and didn't wake up.
Then I try on my new jacket with a shirt that isn't a huge sweater, its huge on me. My fucking retard of a father always makes me buy things in large, I guess he really truley beleives that his daughter is a whale.
Not like it isn't true though. I hate eating. I hate the way it makes me look like a whale. I'm not going to eat today. I refuse.
Then I go to the kitchen to finish icing all the cookies I made, some of them didn't get all their colors, only to find the my fat fuck of a brother ate all the fucking icing. What the hell is wrong with him!? Then he has the sand to ask me for a ride to his friends. No fucking way. He can walk.
And because I have now allowed my self to get into a horrid mood everything is in my way and nothing is working right, as it often happens when your inanly angry and the world around you.

I would kill my brother but I think there might be some legal ramifications to such an action.
fuck me.