So every year on march 11th I get to remember that I lost dad... now every march 12th I get to remember that I lost my best car I ever had... mom knew it was behind her truck... so she backs up into it doin about 20 today leavin for work... I start it and gas pours out of it faster than it does out of a faucet... the whole front end is smashed up... I have a fuckin headlight danglin almost to the ground... and she didn't even bother to tell me when it happened... she waits till she calls at 11 "oh yeah, by the way, I backed into your car on the way to work... you should go check it" god damnit... god fucking damnit... my life really can't get any worse now... it can't... not one fucking bit can it... this is fucking bullshit.... I swear to god... if anything else bad does happen... whoever or whatever cuased it... is going to feel my full wrath... and suffer before it or they is utterly fucking destroyed.... GAH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!1