Sometimes I just really hate my life and the people in it. (a.k.a-my family) They just don't understand me. My mom nags me to the point that I just wanna tell her "SHUT THE ******** UP b***h!!!! I DON'T WANNA HEAR YOUR BITCHING!!!!!" She cusses and get mad at me for saying 'lying or liar' What the ******** is that?!! She's controlling, bossy, calls everyone in my house lazy and trifiling when she has her own issues. She calls me lazy when I don't do one simple little thing and she the one in the bed calling me from my 'alone time' to get a glass of water two floor below me but a floor below her and then gets pissed when I do a slight comment. And then she always calling the things I like to do junk. Anime and manga: JUNK. My drawing hobby: JUNL my interest in Japan and asian culture: JUNK and a ticket to becoming a sex slave. My music: WHITE AND JUNK. And don't mention Goth and my poetry. They think satanist when they hear that word. She won't even like me wear black nail polish or anything of the black nature. She calls at the worst times to do something she get off her a** to do herself and get mad at me when I sigh or seem to have an attitude. b***h..

And my dad... not as bad as her but still bad. My name is NOT heifer so STOP CALLING ME THAT!!! he doesn't understand me at all. I can't be lesbian, bi or goth. OR else I'm not welcome back home. and who the hell tells their already emotional damage daughter that she's adopted or that you found at a church and expect it to be a joke. I'm not like YOUR OTHER KIDS. I can't the jokes like they can. On Thanksgiving, he literally made me go into a bath and cry myself to the thought dying on the inside. JUST because I won't clean my room to get a Ipod that I want to get for CHRISTMAS as a gift gave him no right to embarrass me the way he did and then expect me to NOT have a emotional break.

None of them know what I go through. To them, I'm just the weird almost anti-social black sheep of the family. Up in her room on her computer. I can't even tell me I like yaoi or Evanescence or being goth(-like) or approving of gay rights and marriage. I argue them so much and I get sick of it.

And my siblings. They have issues so they feel it's ok to use as the stress reliever. I'm NOT the one your mad, HELL I'M NOT EVEN part of this, leave me the hell OUT of it. My relationship with my older (not oldest) sister has gotten better so it's okay. But still.

I feel an inconvenience and it's not fair!!! I shouldn't feel liek I have work to get love. I shouldn't have to feel that in a large family I'm the oddball in whole entire time. I shouldn't have to feel this way in the first place. I DID NOTHING WRONG!!!!!!!!!!

((Phew, that does feel better. Better than my school counselors))