Sometimes I wonder how much you hurt me. You're my flesh and blood, my mother but yet you treat me like shit. One moment you're kind like an angel and the next hurtful. We both know you want Christian in my place. You seem so happy around him. You joke and laugh with him but when I try to joke around with you and have fun you take it seriously then ruin it. You only want to spend time with your boyfriend and not me. I'll stop being your daughter so you can be happy....
