frickin faggits
> I guess I have tempermental issues. My mom just drives me up the f'ing walls! she doesn't know anything! Nothing about me that for sure! She thinks she controls every inch of my life, especially my social life! It just pisses me off! Like I thought I was Daniella Crone NOT Denise Waymire! Like I wanna be like her! She so weak and unstable! I can't count on her for anything! If I need something done it's better to just do it myself than lean on her for it b/c it won't happen. God and now theres the boyfriend. He's horrible too! Like it's always her talking about him going to see him. Like god get over it!!! All she cares about is going to see him! This is how her life works and what comes first:
1) Mark (the boyfriend)
2) Work (heaven forbid she need to go in late to do something for my permit that she should have done almost a year ago!)
3) lastly me. oh joy!
bitch.
1) Mark (the boyfriend)
2) Work (heaven forbid she need to go in late to do something for my permit that she should have done almost a year ago!)
3) lastly me. oh joy!
bitch.