What is your f****** problem? You constantly complain about the way I live. You tell me to stand up for myself and the second I do you get mad at me. You complain that I stay home too much but when I want to get out you make me stay home. You want me to go to you with my problems but you get annoyed when I speak to you. I’m sick of your games. I’m sick of you playing with my head and my feelings. You’ve been doing this since I was a little girl. I’m tired of being your f****** toy. I can’t wait until I can leave you forever.
