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I am hereby going to acknowledge that you are a satanic bitch sent down to make my life a mess. You don't care about my feelings, Its okay. I've had enough BECAUSE I'm used to it. But now, you've gone too far, woman. You don't even know how much I try to be better, you always overlook my efforts like I don't even matter in your life. So now I have to put up with your anger? Let me get this straight, have you ever helped me to do better? Oh maybe some shit tuition classes. Like thats gonna help, not that I don't appreciate it. Oh wait, I was the one who initiate those shit classes ha ha you don't even have any solutions, dumb ass. You just keep going on and on about what I'd be like in future, sweeping the floor bla bla bla and all those crap. Too bad I wasn't born with much brains and you jolly well live with it cos thats what you get.

And since you did nothing. Who gave you permission for you to be angry? Oh so you can actually ignore me and give me a cold treatment and I have to give you face and put up to that? Please, even though I'm not that clever but, I can still think. -_- You just threw me aside and let me solve my own problems. No help, no nothing. You aren't there when I need you so who the hell are you to be angry with me??? And you know what, what you do just disgust the crap out of me. And I don't think I deserve your ugly face giving me that look of disdain. I should be the one giving you that face. I'm gonna prove you wrong and then you can just go and suck your own dick. Oh you don't have one. I'm sorry, an imaginary one then. And let me say this, I don't care if this offended you cos you don't even give a damn about my feelings, SO WHY SHOULD I? You reap what you sow, bitch. :)

Okay, I know I've done badly but at least I got promoted. But, no words of motivation? Nothing. You know what, I long for a mom that would willingly go shopping with me. Watch movies with me. Talk about relationships with me. Care about me. Talk to me when I'm sad. Ask about my day. But you're none of above. YOU'RE NONE. GET IT? NONE. In fact, You know what made you up? You give me shit. You make me cry. You accuse me. You make me feel so fucking small, I wish I didn't exist. You ignore me. You slap me all the time. For no reason, sometimes. You don't even ask about my day. That's the least that I could ask for. You made me hate you.

And please stop adding up to my problems already. I've had enough and I really have to say this. Don't make promises when you know you can't fulfill it. Okay? Wish i've never met you. you. and you.