FUck off.

My mom's such a bitch.

She asked me if I talked to Dakota today,a nd I said no, he hasn't been on all day. Probably in class. She asked if that was bothering me, and I said probably, kind of. (Because I'm in a shitty mood right now.) And she asked if he was coming home yet or not, and I blew up and said that I didn't know, and that I just fucking don't know. She told me that maybe I should be mean enough to him that maybe he'll break up with me, because that's probably what I want. I said that I wasn't BEING mean to him, and she said well mayb eyou should just break up with him then.

I walked out of the room, and she said "you should go smoke a joint. You'd feel better, I'm sure" in a smirking tone.



Yeah. Yeah, I really really fucking would feel better.