So, I get in the car after dinner tonight and my mother goes "There's going to be some rules starting today" I'm like "Well, party on then" And she's like "First off, get rid of your youtube account. I can see you've deleted your history so I know you've been doing something bad on there...And the music you're listening to is gonna stop. You won't listen to it anymore....And from now on you can only be on the computer for one hour" Then I was like "Well, you can stop there. I'll get off youtube sure whatever, but you ain't gonna be thinkin' I was doing stuff on there I wasn't because I haven't." It fuckin pisses the shit outta me the crap she does. Oh my god, it's like I'm this super bad kid, and I don't do shit on youtube like that. I don't even have to tell you what I do look at on there because there shouldn't even be a question to it. And she still goes on about how I made the worst mistake of my life by breaking up with Graham and I'm like ready bust and yell at her and tell her what she doesn't know. Like how he friggen masterbates like in front of me. Thinking I don't know. Whatever. I'm fixin' to end up telling her so she'll shut the hell up. Gah, I can't wait to get outta this house. Everything is fucked up to the maxx.