and ONCE AGAIN my w**** mother decided to be a nagging f*****. i was just minding my own f****** business getting water to drink and she has the f****** audacity to be say “why don’t you just tie your hair up already? you look derranged and i can’t see your face”. if only she’d shut the f*** up and drown in her own f****** pool of blood. let me tell you i was doing ABSOLUTELY NOTHING to provoke her bitchy behaviour. i do nothing and she always something to f****** complain about. i could look at her and she’d say some s*** implying im staring at her rudely. i f****** hate her ugly inbred face. i hope she dies. i hope she has her puny little body impaled on some spikes. i hope she gets squashed flat by a truck. i hope the roof in her factory crushes her dead. she deserves nothing but suffering and death. sometimes i’d love to just ram a knife straight into her eyes. i wish i could do that without consequences. still slowly yet painfully waiting for that one day i turn 18 and get to cut her off from my life forever. as much as i’d love to murder her with my bare hands, i’d rather not get in trouble or live with the guilt of killing someone. i’ll just wait it out and let her rot alone without my existence.