I think I can honestly say that was the scariest experience of my life so far. Those bright-ass lights are enough to intimidate anyone! I don’t think I’ll ever forget how fucking horrifying they looked coming up in my rear-view mirror. Guess what’ll be haunting my dreams tonight. :[
And I will always be by your side. But if you decide that I’m not enough, I can promise I’ll try, but I can’t promise that I’ll stay. Show me you’re not who you used to be before me. Prove to me that people can change for the better and that my story can actually have a fairy-tale ending. Prove to yourself that the part of your life that revolved around him is over. Prove that you picked me. You had me convinced, now don’t let my lose my conviction.
Since when did you develop such a damn problem with me? Get off your high horse, will you? I’m sorry I’m not the perfect daughter, but you’ve outright been treating me different. Don’t say you’re open-minded when you’re clearly not. And stop bitching at me for the littlest things. I’m still the same person, why are you being so different? I never thought we’d have this type of relationship, but you know what? Fuck you, Mother. You’ve finally pushed me too far, and once my wings can spread, I’m getting the hell out of here.
At least for a day. I hate being upset and not knowing if its just me PMSing or if this is really an issue. I don’t want to be so jealous and emotional. I want the “don’t care” attitude that could match my already too proud ego. I don’t normally give two shits, but with you, its different. With you, things like this matter. I know I’m going over board because I’m being a girl, but I also know that venting to my review mirror isn’t getting me anywhere.