wtf... my phone isn't working so you accuse me of it being off... I put my hand down ON the fucking pillow when i was on the phone... and you accuse me of throwing the phone under my pillow where you couldn't see it... every little thing... you can get at... you try...and it fucking rips me apart that you don't trust me enough... that you don't trust me to know what i'm doing... Fine, i'll admit it... i'm not a fucking 18 year old ok? I still live with my mother, and have to put up with her shit until i move out.. but that doesn't give you the fucking right to take away one of my friend! "you can't talk to him anymore. You have no business talking to someone who is older than you" you know what? Fuck you mom. I broke out in tears when you told me.. i looked you straight in the eye and pleaded you don't take away my friend.. the one person i can talk to everyday without judgment...he listens to me.. makes me happier... but you still idn't believe me...
and me well.. i'm your daughter...you should trust me more to know what i'm doing...
Bottom line... you just.. can't take away who means the most to me...
