i HAVE A TOMATO.

uhm...
don't ask about the title.
it's an inside joke between me and jackie xD

uhm...

sorry i haven't been on.
i don't have much time to be online much.

my mom has offically graduated to
a Nazi S.S. Officer.

she screamed at me in the car last night.
for no reason. i didn't talk to her or anything
and all of a sudden she started going on
and on about random stuff and a bunch of craziness.
and then [that wasn't even the best part!]
then!!!
she told me she was sick of me.
lovely! just LOVELY!
-_-

what in the heck...
i did nothing to her.
and she said that.
and then when i went to bed
she tried telling me she loved me.
HAH!
lies.
all of it.

you don't tell your kid you're sick of them
and then tell them you love them.
what kind of sick twisted parent is she?
jeesh.

sooo....
obviously i'm hated er.... loved.

o_O

i dunno.
i'm in one of those moods...
where you just wanna beat something
with a stick...

gah....

oh!
and how does everyone get that colored
text in the comments?
can anyone tell me that?
i'm curious.

anyways...
gotta shower, then practice
my guitar, and then be tortured
by the Nazi S.S. Officer.
SOO...

later gators.

+Kyra-
~i love Jack Barakat from All Time Low**

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