Listening to: How's It Going To Be - Third Eye Blind
I realized something today.
I'm scared of my mom. Like really scared of her. I'm afraid of when she yells, and I'm afraid she's going to hit me. And it overshadows everything. I think back, and I can't remember one person making me cry more then her and I can't think of one person who has hurt me more.
I hate what she's turning me into.
I don't want to go back to her house. I want to stay at my dads.
To bad the one parent I like is a so called bastard. To bad the one parent everyone else likes is a total bitch.
Such is my life.
BTW Who likes the new layout?