Funny you talk about that. I hate my parents. They don't know anything about me (sex, alcohol, friends.... NOTHING) except the "cigarette thing". Yeah, they caught me smoking today. From now on, I grounded like forever. So yeah, pretty good relationship, uh?

Nope. First off my 'father' is a douche-bag and is who knows where.
I rarely see my mother since she's almost always at work, and even if she didn't I wouldn't be able to talk to her about stuff unless I wanted to be sent to an asylum or therapist.

That's why I talk to myself, or sometimes my best friend whenever he comes around on the weekends.

I talk to my parents about somethings but when it comes to religion we believe in completely different things and so I don't talk to them much about it.