It's always rainin in my head
Life was never ment to be easy. I think the best thing for me to do is sit back and think "it could be so much worse" there are poeple with far bigger problems than mine. Afterall, I don't have to worry about things like where my next meal is coming from or where I will sleep tonight and end up the next day. Try to stay positive.
I do a lot for my parents, I'm not really that bad of a child. Recently, my mother referred to me -to my father- as a "tramp." T R A M P. She said it behind my back too. I feel like we are high school enimies and she's the bitch I'd like to pull a huge, cruel prank on. I've always had a great relationship with my parents, but lately I am to the point where I just keep thinking in my head, "I can't wait to leave them." can't fucking wait. Oh, and when she called me a tramp, she was in the bathroom, not knowing I was around the corner listening. And then when i told her I was upset that she called me- her own daighter- that, she says "well i'm sorry, i didn't think you could hear me" like that was suppost to make me feel better. Shouldn't have said it in the first place, B I T C H. I hate being here. Any chance I get I want to leave. And because I want to leave, she says that i'm selfish, ungreatful, and that maybe she just gave me too much freedom. I can think of maybe two times where I have flat out lied to my parents. I cant do it. I have a disability for lieing to them. But because I've done it, now I have to gain thier trust back. This oughtta be fun. I pray to GOD i get another job so that I am NEVER home. Maybe I should but them a hotel for a whole weekend so they can leave me the Fuck alone. Dream on Teresca.
Fuck You. Fuck you all.
I do a lot for my parents, I'm not really that bad of a child. Recently, my mother referred to me -to my father- as a "tramp." T R A M P. She said it behind my back too. I feel like we are high school enimies and she's the bitch I'd like to pull a huge, cruel prank on. I've always had a great relationship with my parents, but lately I am to the point where I just keep thinking in my head, "I can't wait to leave them." can't fucking wait. Oh, and when she called me a tramp, she was in the bathroom, not knowing I was around the corner listening. And then when i told her I was upset that she called me- her own daighter- that, she says "well i'm sorry, i didn't think you could hear me" like that was suppost to make me feel better. Shouldn't have said it in the first place, B I T C H. I hate being here. Any chance I get I want to leave. And because I want to leave, she says that i'm selfish, ungreatful, and that maybe she just gave me too much freedom. I can think of maybe two times where I have flat out lied to my parents. I cant do it. I have a disability for lieing to them. But because I've done it, now I have to gain thier trust back. This oughtta be fun. I pray to GOD i get another job so that I am NEVER home. Maybe I should but them a hotel for a whole weekend so they can leave me the Fuck alone. Dream on Teresca.
Fuck You. Fuck you all.