MY MOM IS SUCH A BITCH. all she fucking odes is NAG NAG NAG NAG NAG NAG NAG. I freaki9ng hate her. She's also the cruelest to me. I get beat alot by her. Fuck her. i WILL dance on her grave. My dad loves me (blah blah blah) and he tries to show it, but none of that matters when he shows his love for his money is greater than his love for me. and it hurts. like a stap in the eye with razor blades after have your legs hacked off with elongated butter knives and slitting your throat with your fingernails. lovely mental image. My dad's a doctor. moneys NEVER tight. easy right??? NOT. his parents (millionaires) are extremely frugal...hes picked up on this. I just got yelled at for potentially breaking a hanger in my sisters room? seriously? fuck you. My mouth is horribly overcrowded and im in desperate need of braces. braces? he can pay for em with whats in his wallet now. its pocket change. but lovely me the eavesdropper heard my mom and his convo...about how they didnt want to spend more money on me when they could use it on themselves. touching up his BMW or her Escalade. (no lies these are their legit cars)screw them. he trew a HUGE fit about paying for me "the ungreatful little brat" I am truly greatful for everything i have except for my relationships with my parents. I have a hard time acting greatful for things because when I look at them I dont see the new earings they bought me....but I see the bruises on my stomach and thighs. the cuts on my wrist and the violence in their pupils. it hurts so much. i want it to end....but apperently if i commit suicude ill instantly go to hell?? i fucking hope not.
Thursday, January 13, 2011
All in favor of removing "ily" from the word family?
MY MOM IS SUCH A BITCH. all she fucking odes is NAG NAG NAG NAG NAG NAG NAG. I freaki9ng hate her. She's also the cruelest to me. I get beat alot by her. Fuck her. i WILL dance on her grave. My dad loves me (blah blah blah) and he tries to show it, but none of that matters when he shows his love for his money is greater than his love for me. and it hurts. like a stap in the eye with razor blades after have your legs hacked off with elongated butter knives and slitting your throat with your fingernails. lovely mental image. My dad's a doctor. moneys NEVER tight. easy right??? NOT. his parents (millionaires) are extremely frugal...hes picked up on this. I just got yelled at for potentially breaking a hanger in my sisters room? seriously? fuck you. My mouth is horribly overcrowded and im in desperate need of braces. braces? he can pay for em with whats in his wallet now. its pocket change. but lovely me the eavesdropper heard my mom and his convo...about how they didnt want to spend more money on me when they could use it on themselves. touching up his BMW or her Escalade. (no lies these are their legit cars)screw them. he trew a HUGE fit about paying for me "the ungreatful little brat" I am truly greatful for everything i have except for my relationships with my parents. I have a hard time acting greatful for things because when I look at them I dont see the new earings they bought me....but I see the bruises on my stomach and thighs. the cuts on my wrist and the violence in their pupils. it hurts so much. i want it to end....but apperently if i commit suicude ill instantly go to hell?? i fucking hope not.
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