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As I sit here wondering why, I… okay, you know what? Screw this. I’m not going to be all inspirational and shit because what is the fucking point when you have parents that hate you. And don’t try to give me that shit and tell me that they love me so that’s why they are the way they are. So here is what I would like to say to my mother. You lie to me all the time. You pretend that you’re in a good mood whenever I try to tell you something about my life, wether it’s about my day, or about my friends, or whatever, you’re always happy to listen to my story and you smile and laugh. But then, you use anything I tell you against me on a different day. You yell at me for no reason, and you never let me hang out. You make me feel so lowly about myself. Hell, you’ve made me think that nothing is right about myself and that I’m stupid and fat. You tell me I’m ugly everyday, but that is one thing that you will never take away from me. I’m going to sound cocky as hell, but what the fuck, I don’t care. I personally think I’m pretty and I don’t care what you have to say about what I look like because I’m beautiful. Suck on that. You always tell me that you wouldn’t care if I ran away and that if I ever did, you wouldn’t come look for me. Do you think I fucking care if you cared? I would gladly leave this shitty jail house you’ve stuck me in. You don’t even care that you were the reason why I would sit in my bed and cry myself to sleep every night when I was a kid. & you still do it. I cry and cry until all my tears run dry because you hate me and treat me like shit. I don’t even know why I try to please you. You’re never pleased so why try anymore. Did you ever just stop to think that you are the reason why my sister is fat? You would tell her that she was fat everyday of her life even though she really wasn’t. She would then start eating a lot because you weren’t satisfied. You are psycho. I swear, you think every fucking person on this planet is fat. Nobody is as perfect as you want them to be. I just need to run away. I need to keep running and never come back.
