Its getting old

This fighting with your thing is getting old mom. If we were together I"d break up with you. I know my responeses to some of your actions are immature and not as diplomatic as I act in other aspects of my life, but I feel as though you don't listen to me at all, I feel as though your never proud. I"m tired if you acting like I"m a failure. THats how you act.

Dad laughs and tells me I'm a stupid dramatic teenager. When dad does that I Think he can go fuck himself.

Today I think you can do the same thing. Or at least try doing what I do for one day. One day thats all I ask. Then you'd see. Then you would stop and i could finaly breath again.

So this is written to you mom. Not because I hate you, Or will stop loving you, but becuase quite frankly, I gave up getting along with you a long time ago when I realized the compramises were too great.

I'm not sure if I'm proud of that or not. I know you sure arnt, but then again you never are.