LIFE SUCKS

wow, us asian men have it tough

First off let me start off by saying that my life went wrong the moment I was born. Why? Because my parents are as smart and caring as cave-men. They literally came to america from the caves and jungles of southeast asia. They are not human, their mind set is that of an animal. When my siblings and I were born, here is what they were thinking: If we have a lot of kids, then we can have a lot of farm slaves to plow the fields and we can live happily ever after while they take care of us with our successful farm, *insert FOB laugh here*. Okay, they then realized this was america, and land was expensive, so then they decided to pop out more kids because "the more kids we have, the bigger the chances one of them will become successful - AND we'll ride welfare all the way to the bank while we're at it." Well, they rode the welfare wagon, but none of their 7 kids were successful -- why weren't we suddenly married with a good job as soon as we turn 18? It's because they locked us up in the house for the first 18 years of our pathetic lives, that's why, DUMBASSES!! If we went outside, we got our asses kicked by our angry father. No friends, no tv, no video games. Also, my cave-man of a dad never fed us, we fought for the scraps of food he left behind when he was done with his meal. We were treated and abused like animals. My siblings and I were scared for our lives every day because our dad was violent and a prick, and loved to torture us and laugh. It affected me even at school, I didn't talk to anyone and I never did anything. I only did my work and homework, and because I was so quiet, and smelled because our parents thought that we weren't worth the water to take showers with, I was the perfect smelly kid for the entire school to harass me and I wished I would just disappear. And then when my sister turned 13, my dad started molesting her and my mom helped hold her down every night. fucking animals, I tell you. And one day, my dad decides to go to church because he was stalking a 16 year old neighborhood girl, and then he thinks he's christian. So now that he's christian, I was suddenly evil because I used my left hand to write, and so I got whipped and kicked around and punched until I learned to write with my right hand. write with -neat- handwriting. It took 1 week of belt-welting and ass kicking for me to achieve that, not bad. And on the nights that one of us got sick and couldn't help our coughs because he was too cheap to buy medicine for us, he would simply kick us in the guts and chest and kick us outside into the cold at night. We feared for our lives and we feared that the cops would not do anything fast enough if we told them. Our dad would have enough time to kill us all had we peeped a word. When I turned 18, I found a factory job and my dad took all my money, when I turned 19 I got smart and joined the navy, thinking it was all over. However, I returned to visit often because I did not want to leave my dear siblings behind, who were still suffering from my parents rule. On my 1st visit, my parents were happy to see me --so that they could put life insurance on me -- stupid fucking FOBs I would mutter to my self. Its ironic that I hate my own race because of how fucked up my parents were. Anyway, thats not the end, I got more things to tell as to why my life is the crappiest of anyone in the entire entire entire world. Nowadays I dont know how my dad gets my phone number, but when he first called me after I left the navy, he said "I love you son." in my hmong language, of course. And I'm not stupid. My father is getting old and realizes that he is weak and will die if nobody takes care of him. So when he finally uttered those words --'i love you'-- after 25 years of hell, I told him "What are you? Gay? Fucking faggot." And I hung up on him, it was so satisfying. He doesn't know where I live, otherwise I would've never said that haha. Anyway, after the navy, I've never developed any social skills, so I remain lonely, so alone, I dont know how to interact with people, they always seem to want to just avoid me or kick my ass, they call me creepy, I can't help it. It is the results of my bad parenting, I cannot shake off the past that is put upon me. And then to top it off, I have the smallest penis in the world. Its only 2 inches hard and lets be real here, girls dont like it. I've gotten the 'its not how big it is, its how you use it' sales talk, and I can tell you those are lies. And so I was doomed from the beginning, misfortune upon misfortune, abused my entire life, only to find no happy ending for me, I will die alone, it is my fate, I have accepted it. To me, there is no god. And when I die, I want to return to nothingness, I don't want any memory of this life, and I hope to die soon. Happiness is something I only hear about, to me it is but a fairy-tale. So to you out there who think you have crappy lives, I'll say this: your lives are heaven compared to mine.