she's fat. she looks like barney w/ black eyes. i want to rip the grays out of her hair. and feed her bones to a stray dog. "are you retarded?...are you taking any "special" classes" how are you doing in school?" she doesn't look big behind that big fancy chair to me. And if she thinks she's getting my money, she can start living off the waste of pigeons. i won't let you make me feel small 8 million days till I'm 18 and only the thoughts in my head to get me through another year. when I leave, I'm not coming back. your heart can stay stone.