Saturday, February 3, 2007

Hong Kong Garden

I really like music like this.
But one thing I really don't like is my mom being all "mom-like" and telling me she doesn't trust me.
It PISSES THE FUCK OUT OF ME.
REALLY BADLY.
I don't even know if I'll be able to be with my boyfriend next weekend.
"You remember what I told you about the trust thing? It's not just going to appear overnight."
So in other words--- I dont trust you, so don't expect to hang out with your friends for a while. I want to ruin your life, and your relationships. I want to control you because I have no life of my own. I don't want you to make stupid mistakes even though I just put you on Birth Control. Obviously I know what I'm doing, even though deep in the depths of my mind I know you want to jump out your bedroom window and run away with your boyfriend. I think cooping you up in your room with Graycee will make you not want to do anything stupid-- even though you're a teen and you're supposed to make stupi decisions. I look at you, and even though you LOOK mad at me, I'll just pretend you're not. I know I'm doing the right thing, so don't try to make me think otherwise.
I swear if I had the nerve I used to have and just get out that window, I'd be in Dallas in a heartbeat.
I should have fucking let her find out on her own and gone to a freaking clinic.

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