The people I hate are infact my dads wife. Just her, that bitch. Let me explain what happened.
Who the fuck does she think she is?
She moans about me not tidying my room, fair enough but to go and just be plain spiteful and bitchy is another thing.
She was all
"I dont like denise" (she was talking to my dad by the way) "I cant wait until she is 16 and not my responsibility"
So I come downstairs and tell her to shut her mouth because she aint so perfect or she can just fuck off home and she was all
"I am at home, I am your mother"
The bitch fucking aint my fucking mother she just like a fucking maid, A mothers supposed to care and she couldnt care less about me (Now Billie is a different matter all together; she loves Billie)
Its like Rachel (my real mother) did a better job and she hasnt been around for 11 years. Then this morning my dad trys to make me say goodmorning to her, like she was gonna say it back HELL NO!
If she wasnt my dads wife she would be smothered in ugly bruises by now!
That arguement and the feeling of helplessness caused me to relapse and I now have three new scars to hide.
It also got me thinking about my life and if its really worth living. Dont worry, I'm not going to commit suicide for one thing I'm far too afraid of the few people that do care who I may leave behind. Im in one of those moods where whenever I look in the mirror I want to punch it because I hate the person looking back. I know I dont want to end it because every life is beautiful but I just wish it never began you know? I'll get over it, I always do
Guys are confusing honestly. We were playing this game yesterday in Science Revision called "Would You Screw?" (pretty self explainitory 
) I was suprised at the sort of girls guys like. It confused me further, why am I still single? They like smart, pretty girls with a sense of humour and I'm sure I tick at least two of the three. Any guys out there care to explain the workings of your warped minds??
THOUGHT FOT TODAY: Why do we say we're head over heels when we're happy? Isn't that the way we normally are?
