Hello, people who are reading my journal. Okay, so just now (12:00 AM EST) my foster come says "Me and you need to talk" when she's on the phone. I'm like "What?"
Well, a few hours ago, around maybe 8 or 9, I was like "Hey, mom, I have a confession. The day of the 4th of July, I went into your room and heard you talking about your boobs" Okay, so she laughed at this, and the new kid was in the presence.
So, she starts saying this to me "Listen, you do not go into my room without knocking. I like my privacy. You know I just got to meet that kid. What you did was ******** up." She said it in a tone in that I wanted to punch her face inside out. So then, she said "That is one of the reasons why I do not want you upstairs!" I was like, in my head "Okay, Okay, sheesh. No need to get so pissed off over that. I never knew that, and I never did s**t so you wouldn't let me upstairs. You've done more ******** up s**t than me, b***h." I never had the guts to say it to her face, but if I did I would.
Now I'm really pissed, like Oh my god. That b***h has done worse s**t to me than anyone ever had. i can't wait to MOVE OUT of this hell-hole.
"What's the point in loving someone, when they will just hurt you and choose their friends over the one who truly cares about them?"
