Now that whoever is reading this knows my life, I guess I could write in this stupid thing sometimes.
Do you ever feel as though your parents blame you for everything? If yes, that's me every other freakin' day.
My mom I believe she has issues. She always thinks she is right and I would never ever tell her how I feel because I don't want a long conversation. Soemetimes I wish I could just live a nice Atlanta, GA apartment with a good boyfriend and lots of food. I know it might be a long until then, but I guess it's worth the wait..........right?
I do run track, which is pretty fun once your used to it. James says it's too much for him. One of my good friends on the team, Alex gives me a ride after. About 2-3 days ago after practice, my mom calls me.
"Where the fuck are you?"
"We are waiting for Alex's mom to get here."
"NO! You need to make sure your friend calls her mom 10-20 min in advance because this track shit is getting id getting on my nerves. This practice don't need to be two hours long because you got homework and studying ti do. Next time I tell you his, you just won't be running. Get off my phone..."
See what I mean.
I could get called stupid of verbally abused after the matter,but I have gotten used to it after being called a bitch at seven years old.
But, that's okay I guess. Over the past year, I have stopped caring about what people may think of me, but then again, it always finds some way to get to me. I almost tried suicide about a year ago, but i didn't want to end my life over some bullshit I won't have to deal with in the next 2 years.
I dream of my life at night. They may consist of my ex's in the past, life in college, or maybe even me as a celeb. That's what keeps me sane besides my love for music. After all of this I guess I could say ...
"Don't let the noise of other people's opinions drown out your inner voice." -Steve Jobs
