Roaches

I hate my fucking roach infested house

I'm 14, and my parents don't do anything to help get rid if them, if anything, they are making worse. I tried to turn on this old griddle I found, and after I cleaned of years of roach shit and limbs, I though it would be fine, but apparently some roaches his where I couldn't see them, and they fucking all scurried out of it, but God, the smell of the roaches that didn't escape was awful. There is no word to describe burning roach. It's just its own smell, the most awful smell any human could pick up with their nose. I just put it away after that.

Fast forward a few hours later, I wanted to uncrease my shoes that I had for months with a iron and a wet towel, but as soon as I turned it on FUCKING ROACHES WHERE HIDING BEHIND THE METAL, AND IT EMITTED THAT HORRIBLE FUCKING SMELL.

I swear, half the things I do are ruined by roaches, for instance, I pick up a garbage bag to take it out, 3 million fucking roaches scurry out from underneath and you get startled and leave because you don't want roaches crawling inside your pants, I turn on my ps4, and roaches run out of it, I try to cook, roaches come from the ceiling to drop in my burning hot food to ruin it, I want to eat something, but I have to make sure the stupid little fucking invasive nasty pests don't get it before I do, I try to sleep and I wake up with a roach crawling on my blanket, I left my bottle of melatonin ever so slightly cracked, and when I go to take some you have a whole family feasting on my melatonin gummy. They crawl in my clothes, it my stuff, everywhere, and shit, and smell bad... shit, what's that noise?

MOTHERFUCKER, I JUST CAUGHT THEM HAVING A 90s STYLE RAVE PARTY

They are the worst fucking thing in the world, and I can't do anything about it. Just 4 more years until I escape the gross fucking hellhole I was raised in...

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