she is so controlling and always makes me do stuff i don’t want to do and ugh i hate her i hate her I. HATE. HER.
like, she’ll let me go to concerts but make a parent be there. she’ll let me have cool electronic stuff (kinda cool, not really…), but limit my time on it. she’ll let me go to friends houses if she’s met the parents and seen the house. she won’t let me go to parties. she makes me do swimming, which i hate more than anything. the only good thing she does is not obsess over my grades too much, and listens to me… sometimes. barely. i hate her.
only three more years til i’m done with this shit.
i don’t know if i can take it for that much longer. fuck.
i actually like school better than home cuz of her, and thats saying something.
go die, bitch.
[when i say die, i don’t really mean it. i just hate you.]
