2oo9 Journal.

"The woman came from a man's ribs. Not from his feet to be walked on. Not from his head to be superior, but from his side to be equal. Under the arm to be protected, and next to the heart to be loved."~Anonymous.

Day once. [Mini blog]

I swear to god.

If I don’t get out of this fucking house.

This fucking life.

Someone is going to die. I am THAT pissed off at my mom.

She comes in and randomly starts yelling at me! Taking her stress out on ME.

FOR NO REASON.

I hate my life.

I wish I lived in fucking Alamo.

And I wish my boyfriend would stop being mad at me!

Everything sucks in my life.

GODDAMMIT.