:/

You know, I was having a fucking fantastic day. And well you can't allow that can't you. You know what fine. Fine. I'll express what I'm feeling all the fucking time. I'm sorry I think about other people and don't want to let people know what's bothering me because, hell, maybe I know they have bigger problems than I do! Or maybe I'll just completely give up on being strong! I'll be some weak little girl who cries herself to sleep every night over every single damn mistake she's made and everything that eats her up inside.

Yes, I feel FUCKING GUILTY. I'm sorry I don't let it show like you want it to. I'm sorry I don't want to do anything wrong so I ask you alot of questions just in case I don't. And I'm sorry you have such a useless daughter. You know, you don't need to tell me that I'm fucking useless. I know I'm fucking useless. It just hurts a whole fuck load more when your own fucking mother calls you useless. I don't need to be told I'm useless. I already know that for a fucking fact. Ok?

I'm sorry I make fucking mistakes, I'm sorry I'm human, I'm sorry I'm still LEARNING. Seriously just fuck off. I want to get out of this house because of what you've done to my self esteem, what you've done to me mentally. I love you, but you've made me such a fucking nutcase.

I'm just gone beyond fucking repair.