Thanks. Thanks for ruining fucking Easter. I started out wishing everyone a Happy Zombie Jesus Day, having fun, smiling... Then you had to FUCK IT UP with your goddamn temper! OH NO, something didn't go perfectly so you're going to have a fucking HISSY FIT?! And for what? Something thats not even MY FAULT! In fact, for the past, well, close to a MONTH, you've yelled at me almost EVERY FUCKING DAY! For stupid shit, too! Mostly things that AREN'T MY FAULT!
You treat me more like your fucking MAID than your daughter, and I am SICK OF IT. In fact, I've come to the point where I feel like saying "I Love You" is a lie! I've been tempted to punch you SO MANY TIMES, but luckily held back. I NEED TO GET THE FUCK OUT OF THIS HOUSE! And at this time, I don't care. I WILL BE OUT THIS YEAR, even if it means slicing my own fucking throat open!