Bitch, get it through your thick fucking skull.
I don't care if you kick me out.
I don't care if you disown me, in fact, I'll be more grateful than I am now.
You think I'm stupid? Huh?
You think I'm stupid enough NOT to go through your phone when you give it to me?
Tell me this, "mom";
WHO ELSE DO YOU FUCKING TELL YOU LOVE OTHER THEN YOUR FUCKING FAMILY?
YOU HONESTLY THINK I'M THAT STUPID?
YOU HONESTLY THINK THAT I DON'T KNOW WHAT, "YEAH, ME TOO" MEANS WHEN YOU'RE ON THE PHONE?
NEWSFLASH: I've BEEN through that already, I've done that SO many times to your face.
I've even gone as far as trying to figure out WHO you've been calling and texting.
You know why? BECAUSE I GIVE A SHIT.
I give a shit because the LAST FUCKING THING I need is a "mother" who CLAIMS she has MY BEST FUCKING INTEREST in mind, when she's probably going around SCREWING the next.
You think I CARE that this was months ago? For all I bloody know, IT'S STILL GOING ON.
You think I'm upset because of school? You think I'm upset because of my piss poor "love life"?
YOU'RE WRONG.
I'm upset because I can't deal with your SHIT anymore.
I'm upset because you keep fucking PUSHING me where I DON'T want to go.
I bet you don't even know about that time where I ACTUALLY considered running away.
I bet you don't even know that I took the time to actually call and email Kids Help Phone, because I was SICK and TIRED of coming home to your constant verbal and physical attack.
Yours and that psychopath I have to call a grandmother.
Fuck this, I'm done.
As far as I know, you're no mother to me.
I'm all smiles, but you don't know the world of pain I'm going through.
And you never will.