negative
Ripping out my hair and how did I know things were going to get like this?
I hate it... I need a job to buy a car and be away. Gone. Gone from this house. Gone from her and the negativity.
Frustrated and I just bit my dad's head.
She crazy, she's off the flonase full of steroids and I feel miles away from her right now. I feel like rebellion. I feel negative. I want to cry, yell, punch, scream and spit.
I can't believe I feel this way.
I had such a beautiful day... and now all I want to do is go away.
Negative, negative... hurt.... my mom is killing me.
Or I'm killing my mom. It needs to stop.
Wednesday, Oct. 13, 2004
12:00 a.m.
12:00 a.m.