I vent to my mum, and it blows up into a screaming match about how fucking lazy I am, and how I don’t want anything, and how I’m so fucking confused. And she just keeps going on about how fucking lazy I am, and how nothing is ever good enough.
Well fuck her too, you know? I don’t need that shit. I just wanted to get it off my chest, but that’s not allowed at all. FUCK YOU mom. Why do you have to be such a bitch? You’re always telling me that I don’t treat you like a mom; why dont you start acting like one?