Le Disko

I don't hate you...
I just don't exactly like you.


You don't HAVE to like your parents or family. That's something I've learned over the past couple years.
I don't HATE anyone. I just don't like her. She's not fair. So when, IF I even find out that I get this damn job (McDonalds) since she won't let me have my phone to see if they call, I'm getting a phone in MY name. Therefore she CANNOT take it because I pay for it.
There you go. BITCCCHHHH.

I really don't like her. She should've tried harder to not get pregnant if it's soo difficult to have me around. I should just leave.