So far this week my lovely daughter of 17 has told me me that she hopes my house burns down with me in it, and since she pays for her phone and the minutes she puts on it she can talk to whom ever she wants, which included the 'guy' that gave her a black eye a busted lip and a long scratch on her face alone with a broken front door and broke lights in my kitchen that I HAVE TO PAY FOR!!!.. (yes, I have called the cops on him and am pressing charges.)
The other day while we are at her P.O. office she proceeds to tell her po about the F*CHED up childhood she has had...
OH MY GOD, OH MY GOD!!! I look at her and ask about this and what was so F*CHED UP about it... ? NOTHING... She can't even come up with a a lie to go alone with this..
And people wonder why I want to sit on her head and punch her head into the carpet..
Ungreatful, pain in my A$$. God knows I love her to death but It may her death and not mine..
2007-09-17
00:41:28
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LadyCatherine
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