Friday, January 07, 2011
Your Way With Words Is Through Silence
Whenever something good happens in my life, someone takes it away. Am I seriously not allowed to be happy? I have the most severe feeling of anger I've felt in a long time boiling in my heart, and I can't help it. Look, I'm sorry I'm not perfect, but I'm not your freaking daughter. I am who I am, and if you can't accept that then I'm done with you.
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