Monday, January 05, 2004
acids
i hate to say this, but mom - (even tho this is only temporary, hopefully) i HATE YOU. like F-U-C-K, what is yr problem? stay out of my hair. i want you to get OUT of my face.
i really, really wish tt you'd jus FUCK OFF. grrr. you know what. if my mom goes crabby on me jus ONE more time, im gonna
1. call the cops
2. call my dad
3. run away frm home and put myself up for adoption
4. fail my fucking Os as an act of rebellion.
the past few days have been absolute shit. i want -YOU- to come home soon.
....but you know who you are: im sorry that im the rain on your parade.
fuck, i hate my mom.