I’m getting so tired of mom putting restrictions on everything. She needs to learn how not to be a bitch. I would hate to be like her when I’m older. I wish I never turn into her. She’s always telling me how I’m like Holly, or like my father. It’s clear she hates me. She only tells me she loves me that way I keep listening and shit to her. I wish she would just tell me that she doesn’t care about me and I could do whatever as long as it doesn’t cause her trouble. It’d make life so much easier. I wanna run away. I just wish I would already. I don’t really get bullied. But I do at home. That is so much worse.
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Feelings...
RandomJust an everything of all mi feelings. Stories. Letters. Notes. Like a little diary. Everything in here is based on what I'm feeling at the time. Thanks
