YOU CAN GO TAKE YOUR GUILT TRIPS, SMART ASS COMMENTS YOU MUTTER UNDER YOUR BREATH, AND YOUR FUCKED UP WAY OF
THEN FOR YOU TO COME INTO MY ROOM RIGHT THEN AND ASK ME ALL THESE QUESTIONS YOU KNOW I WON'T ANSWER JUST TO MAKE ME MAD AND UPSET AND ANGRY? OH AND THEN YOU GO OFF MUTTER YOUR COMMENTS.. YET AGAIN.. AS YOU GO TO PROBABLY CRY IN YOUR ROOM? FUCK YOU. YOU'RE BEING MOM. AND THAT'S ALL WE NEED RIGHT NOW..
THANK YOU SO GOD DAMNED MUCH FOR NOW-YET AGAIN- MAKING ME FEEL LIKE A PIECE OF SHIT. YEAH, YOU WORK ALL DAY AND THEN HAVE TO DO SHIT AROUND THE HOUSE, YOU THINK BLAKE AND I ARE LAZY. I GUESS YOU FORGOT THAT I HAVE A JOB TOO, AND SCHOOL ON TOP OF THAT. OH AND THEN CHORES AND BULLSHIT TOO, SO I'M SOOOOO FUCKING SORRY IF I'M NOT DOING ENOUGH. I CAN'T WAIT TO GET THE HELL OUT OF HERE. FUCK THIS ECONOMY, I'LL MAKE IT FUCKING WORK. I HAVE TO, BECAUSE THERE IS NOW ONLY SO MUCH LONGER I CAN STAND LIVING HERE WITH YOU. HOPE YOU REALIZE JUST HOW MUCH I DO ONCE I'M GONE.