I was talking to my mom about sleeping over at my friend's house on New Years-the roads were bad, I didn't want to get hit by a drunk driver. She wanted me home, I said, "Mom, do you know how good my friends are? What do you expect, I'm going to sleep with every guy there and do a lot of meth?" she replied, "Leah, sex happens. Drinking happens. Drugs happen."
Where I went, we just chilled and watched movies. Where she went, they all got super drunk and started shocking themselves with the dogs' shock collar. yeah.
My dad also told me I was "eroding his trust" for bringing a book into a room he told me not to, when i was cleaning and told me, "it doesn't mean that we love you any less, just that I have problems trusting you now."