If I could do anything at all to those fucked up bitches i call my parents i'd give them a new fucking personality.
Does the fact that i have a soul, that i'm a human being seem to escape their minds?
urgh.
I don't give a fuck about them anymore.
And why the fuck should they care about me?!
I'd kill them.
No wonder i write about rape and shit like that.
How my stories have family problems in them.
I WANT a fuckin punchin bag!!!
So i can punch the fuck out of it.
urgh.
Maybe i should just run away?
Hah!
I'm actually considering running away!
I've even got an idea on how to do it!