A Closed Mind is An Open Book
Hell On Earth
I'm officially on the edge of breaking down. I can't take
my mom treating me like this. For just once, I wish she
wouldn't act like I'm the root of all evil. If I piss her
off so much I wish she would just tell me. I'm so tired of
acting like I care about her around her. Because I dont.
There is no way I can care about her. She hates me. And
nothing I do is going to change that so I don't know why I
even try. I guess I'm wasting her time. And it's pulling me
apart inside. I can't live like this. I haven't lost my
temper in a while, not with her. I've tried to be "nice"
and "respectful" even when she isn't. And so far all I've
tried to be hasn't done a thing at all. Nothing I do is
ever good enough. Nothing I say is ever good enough. She
can go rot in whatever hell she believes in for all I care.
Because I don't care. Not about her. I refuse to care about
her. It's her own grave she's digging. For once things are
going to be her fault and she is going to be the one that