I hate her so much. Words can't describe how much I hate. She lies in an attempt to make her own fallacies logical. She preaches god is love yet uses the same man to justify her hate. Her voice is like nails on a chalkboard. Her eyes always wet with crocodile tears. "It's not my fault" How can it not be? "How can you act like this?" You raised me. I am a refection of your own actions. Cause and effect. You can't be innocent all the time. She's clever. I'll give her that. She does just enough, that from the outside, she looks like the model parent. But, its all just keeping up appearances. I pray for the day I can move away from her and start my own life. Only then will I be able to start living as myself. As a man. God, all I can do is laugh at the stupidity of it all. She knocks me dead. I just can't stop thinking about how great it would be if her newest piece of jewelry was a bullet in her head. If I don't get out soon, that bullet will be mine instead.