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Wednesday, May 23, 2007

stop driving crazy
Why can’t the people in this house stop driving me up the wall. 1st it would be my mom, second my dad. And its all because of MONEY! Why hell must we have money. Who the freaking hell created money. I hate being the one who has to settle things at home. I hate it! Everytime money is involved I get scared! Everytime my dad passes any cash to me I am scared. When I pass cash to my mom from my dad I get scared! My mom thinks that I’m accusing her of taking the money my dad gives and using it for herself. Why the hell cant she understand that no one is accusing her. If u want to drive my dad out of the house then do it yourself, don’t use me as your bloody puppet. From now on, no more money! I don’t want money anymore. I don’t want it….i just want peace and quite. I don’t want to become my dad’s or my mom’s enemy. I don’t want to…I’m not who I use to be. I’m scared. I don’t know what to do. Because of money both my parents are angry. PLEASE NO MORE! I CANT TAKE IT! I just want to be alone. Stop driving me crazy please. My exams are just around the corner. Please stop.

~ { 8:08 AM }
reflections of you and me;