Dear Diary, why must parents treat me like a piece of garbage and then act nice the next? like i got into a fight at school with a dude be cause he kept talking about me and i got suspended and the only thing my mother cared about was my hair and if i won the fight (which i did) not caring enough to ask me if i was ok i havent smiled in days like days bc of her she read my diary, threatend me, went threw my phone, yelled at me for not cleaning the fucking bathroom cause im exausted from school work ect, and she doesn't, but i got into a figh with the dude bc she kept touching me and calling me fat all that good stuff but then i finally snapped and went off on him and i was so dam mad i walked out of class nobody but my bsf feza could calm me down and im not even sure if i wanna live anymore and im just done but these boys have been bothering me for a couple days and im just over everything but i will tell u stories on my life everyday so even if your mad or sad keep a smile on cause yea and before i go she just read my stuff once agian and made me feel like a horrible person cause yea now imma just go to bed and cry cya later.