RANTS

Screaming

THIS ONE MAKES MY BLOOD BURN

Yeah, I get you're a control freak and expressing your dominance is the only way to make you satisfied, but screaming at me constantly for ridiculous things or things I didn't even do?

I FUCKING UNDERSTAND YOU FUCKING HATE ME

You don't need to supply any more proof

Thanks

Pretty sure I got the message

And I get you hate my guts with a fiery passion, and don't want me there, but that doesn't mean I don't deserve or get to be there!

AND LYING JUST SO I GET IN TROUBLE?

Wow. Fucking PATHETIC. I get grounded from my phone MONTHS at a time because your idiotic, usual self decides to be a prick. My phone is my soul. I get to communicate with others when things get particularly bad and not having that outlet SUCKS

So I destroy shit instead

Like my room

And my wrists

And my thighs

And then I hate myself fucking more

Because everything around me is caving

And it all hurts and I'm doing my best to seem unaffected but trust me

I'm fucking not

I'M NOT FUCKING OKAY

Remember when you chased me around the house? Remember? I do. You probably recollection it with a smile, and I'm over here shrinking back in fear.

I hate it.

I hate feeling this weak.

I hate you.

I FUCKING HATE YOU.

When everyone else turns their back on you as the years progress, and I'm the only one left- don't fucking count on me.

You're dead to me.

I'm not going to leave you hit me.

I'm not going to let you scream.

I'm not going to cry.

I'm done with your bullshit. Next time you hit me

I fucking hit back

You little bitch

And hey mom?

See you in hell. And trust me- you and me are going to have some fun once we're there.

This time

It'll be you knocked out

It'll be you bruised

It'll be your blood

So thanks for everything.

Karma is a bitch.