Only because Shelby did it too..
OKAY WELL I HATE LIVEJOURNAL BECAUSE IT SUCKS MAJOR ASS. BUT THERE ARE THINGS I HATE MORE. CRAZY.. I KNOW.
IT'S BEEN GETTING ON MY NERVES LATELY. DRAMADRAMADRAMA. GRANTED- I LIVE OFF OF IT. I LOVE A GOOD BITCH FIGHT HERE OR THERE. I LOVE BOYFRIEND TROUBLES. AND I LOVE WHEN SLUTS THINK THEY ARE HOT SHIT. BUT.. I HAVE MY OWN DRAMA RIGHT NOW. I DON'T NEED YOURS, UNLESS I WANNA. I DON'T LIKE GETTING INVOLVED UNLESS I REALLY FEEL A NEED TO. SO STOP GETTING ME INVOLVED. AND CERTAINLY- DON'T BLAME IT ALL ON ME. I HAVE MY LIFE, MY BOYFRIEND TROUBLES AND MY FAMILY/FRIENDS TO DEAL WITH. I DON'T NEED YOU OR YOUR PROBLEMS, SO FUCK OFF.
OH! OH! YOU'LL LOVE THIS ONE. MY MOTHER =] OHHH, YAY. SHE THINKS I'M DEPRESSED. I'M SORRY I'M A TEENAGER. I'M SORRY I HAVE A LIFE SEPERATE FROM YOURS. AND I'M SORRY I'M AN ANGRY PERSON, TRYING TO IGNORE EVERYTHING BAD GOING ON, JUST SO I CAN FAKE SOME HAPINESS ONCE IN A WHILE. I'M SO FUCKING SORRY MOM. I'M YOUR MISTAKE. I'M NOT ALWAYS GONNA BE HAPPY AND I DON'T HAVE TO BE. I HAVE A SEPERATE LIFE FROM YOURS. I DON'T NEED ADVICE ON HOW TO LIVE IT. I'M FOURTEEN AND PART OF BEING FOURTEEN IS FINDING OUT YOURSELF AND HOW YOU CAN SURVIVE. I'M NOT MOMMY'S LITTLE GIRL ALL THE TIME, OKAY? I HAVE BAD DAYS. I AM A TEENAGER. BETTER YET-- I'M A BITCHY LITTLE GIRL. YEAH, THAT'S RIGHT, I'M A BITCH. IF YOU SEE THE LOOK ON MY FACE, LIKE I'M GONNA HIT YOU, IT MEANS I WANT TO AND IF YOU PUSH ME, I JUST FUCKING MIGHT. SO STOP TRYING TO GIVE ME ADVICE ABOUT GLENN, ABOUT BOB, ABOUT SCHOOL AND CLOTHES AND LIVING LIFE. I DON'T WANT IT. I HAVE BAD DAYS, MA. I HATE MYSELF. I HATE HOW I LOOK. AND I HAVE ABSOLUTLEY NO SELF-ESTEEM. I DON'T YOU TO HINDER THAT OR HINT THAT IT'S TRUE TO ME AT ALL. I AM FUCKING AWARE THAT I NEED TO "DROP A FEW POUNDS". AND SOMETIMES MA? I HATE MY FAMILY. I HATE MY FRIENDS. AND SOMETIMES I WOULD RATHER SIT IN MY ROOM, MUSIC TURNED UP, CRYING ABOUT THINGS THAT I MISS THAN TALK TO YOU OR ANYONE ELSE (besides Heather or Shelby) ABOUT MY PROBLEMS. IT'S OKAY MOM. IT'S EXPECTED OF ME. SO STOP TRYING TO LIVE MY LIFE. I DON'T NEED HELP. I DON'T WANT IT.
So stay out of it. Thanks. You'll thank me in 30 years, when we're best friends.