Nov 14, 2005 00:54
Thursday night i meet a guy, Friday night I'm kicked out of my house. It's finally come to another down spiral in my life. I went to pick Paul up Friday night as my mom found out not a minute later. The next thing i know were in thirty eight degree weather, im in a skirt and platforms and it's a little after two. My mom's shoving and pushing Paul with a mouth worse than a sailor. Telling him she wanted to gut him like a fish and slice his head off. Then my mom turned on me shoving and pushing and all sorts of violent acts on me.
She went nuts. Michael wants to stop seeing me. Probably because im staying with Barb. Believe me, im leaving out more than what i want to let you know. It's really rough, but im still alive, breathing....unfortunately. I'm living to prove i can live, that im not as naive as my mom wants to put me out as. I've been through it all. You all don't know me, you don't know my life, and you certainly don't know the hell i go through everyday, the struggle i have just to live. And yet you all think im the sweetest person alive, yet know im the bitchest one around. It's in my blood.
I'm sorry momma i never meant to hurt you. I never meant to make you cry, but tonight im cleaning out my closet.