UN-fucking-Fair
growl my mom is driving me to and from mikes pre party and homecoming i dont know why she doesnt trust me it makes me so bitter because its like, come on I'm not an idiot i'm not going to fucking drink or anything, have a little faith in your daughter.... and i told her that i had a hair appointment for the 20th and she was like, 'why? I coulda gotten you one at Mrs Kupec's salon' she did the same thing with the dress, didnt tell me she liked it or anything, just gave me a bad look and only until I got upset that she didnt like it and said I'd look for another one to make her happy, did she say that she liked it (I still dont think she likes it) So I'm at the point where I want to make her happy and secure so I wont go to the pre party again and I'll cancel my hair appointment and make her happy and get my hair done with someone she knows and she'll know where I am and who I'm with and I'll be safe and under her wings and on a leash. I think I could find a nice purple leash to match my dress....
(i'm not saying that I'm not going to mikes or the hair, but I'm at the point where I'm like,jesus if it will make you feel secure to know where I am and happy to know that I'm safe and not having fun, then I will care all about you and make you happy) I care too much about making other people happy then doing what makes me happy.
And I'm not asking to do much. I'm a good kid, compared to a lot of fucking nightmares that are out there. I've never fought with my mom or slammed doors like people I know, I take care of the house and the kids and I want to have some fun with my friends but she has to be all over protective and keep an eye on me. I dont know why she doesnt trust me.
My parents say that they had the time of their lives when they were in highschool and now we can't? Why? Why can't we? They disobeyed, they drank and smoked and partied waaaaay more then I've even dreamed about. Snuck out and all sorts of stuff. They're always saying, "Ahh, I remember when I was 16..." And look off into space with a dreamy look in their eyes, remembering all the shit they did.
(i'm not saying that I'm not going to mikes or the hair, but I'm at the point where I'm like,jesus if it will make you feel secure to know where I am and happy to know that I'm safe and not having fun, then I will care all about you and make you happy) I care too much about making other people happy then doing what makes me happy.
And I'm not asking to do much. I'm a good kid, compared to a lot of fucking nightmares that are out there. I've never fought with my mom or slammed doors like people I know, I take care of the house and the kids and I want to have some fun with my friends but she has to be all over protective and keep an eye on me. I dont know why she doesnt trust me.
My parents say that they had the time of their lives when they were in highschool and now we can't? Why? Why can't we? They disobeyed, they drank and smoked and partied waaaaay more then I've even dreamed about. Snuck out and all sorts of stuff. They're always saying, "Ahh, I remember when I was 16..." And look off into space with a dreamy look in their eyes, remembering all the shit they did.