:@

fuck you bitch.

constantly calling me selfish. constantly having a go at everything i do. never does it feel like you legitimately care for me, it always feels like it's a task you must complete as a mother.

you have a go at me, speak to me like i'm not your daughter for a week then suddenly think it's okay to just speak to me normally simply because you need something done? no, fuck you.

think it's okay to intrude on my personal space. think it's okay to just come into the room whilst i'm watching tv and speak on the phone? what the fuck is wrong with you? do you have no respect or morals? what the hell, seriously. of all the room and space in the house, you had to go to the same room as i. are you purposely trying to start me up. does it make you feel good?

you think you know me. think you know what i'm thinking. think you know what i want. no, no and no. you know NOTHING about me. and you call yourself my mother.