This is predictable mom, always fucking up my life. Why?!?!? Like why the fuck do you have to bang every person you meet around me. First my doctor before I was born, 4 days before he delivered me. Then my speech teacher six times in my bed, my bed. Then the priest on the alter right before service that Sunday...... the holy place, my one last safe zone from the rest of this screwed up excuse for a world. And then, she did this the while time my dad was waiting, waiting for her commitment. She had the man most women wish their husband will be like yet chooses meaningless sex instead. Screw her!! She does it all the time and now with the one man I hate most at school. Coach, the only man to make me hate p.e. and known for fucking his students moms. Oh, how I wish I could shove his dick up his ass if I didn't think he would like it. That man makes my mom look like a saint!!! He spanks her ass in front of me at parent meetings, plays flash mob with his clothes in the house when they think I'm not there, at every chance he rubs in his affair with my mom in my face. But, his time has come, pay back motherfucker. I was glad the jocks were tormenting him like the scum bag he is. I stood grinning like a goof as Zoe sat back is disgust, at me then him. "Happy?" she asked me with her arm crossed. "Yea, but he fucked with my mom and larma wasn't working fast enough, so I became karma." I said walking toward the lockers. Zoe rolled her eyes and walked off without me. Some people just don't understand the amount of anger I hold in. I act so chill like a image of complete control and civilty, but I hit my breaking point. I became a demon covered in holy flesh with a broken halo and darken wings. I am the idea of a corrupted christian, thank God I stopped believing the morals of a church. I need an escape, I need sis.
