I Believe I May Move Out.

Congrats mother, congrats father. I now want to move out. I hope you're content. I'm tired of you two doing this shit. Just grow up, it's not impossible to stop taking medicine, to stop snorting pills up your goddamn noses. Just stop it. I keep my promises to you two. I don't shit, if I tell you two something, I do what I say, I keep my word. You asked me to not party and drink at college, I don't do those things. Yet you two can't keep the damn straws our of your nose long enough to be decent human beings. Carmen, you crossed a line today. What you did wasn't right, in any aspect of the term right. I can see how my future is going if I stay home. I don't like it. You're going to cost me everything good in my life, and it's not like there are many good things in my life as it is.
I'm going to start looking for somewhere to move to. I'm not putting up with this shit. From neither of you. I honestly don't need you two, and you're both embarrassing to be around. I'm finished with you both, I can't deal with it any longer.