I hate my mother.

Mom, I'm sorry I'm sick. I'm sorry I had to leave school today because I was feeling sick. Because I was feeling weak. Sometimes I forget I choose to be sick everyday when I wake up in the morning. And this morning felt like the perfect day to feel like fucking shit. Because, you know what? I love being sick, I love skipping classes. I love when I don't pass the exams. I really do.

But do you want to know what I love more?

WHEN YOU FUCKING  BLAME FOR SOMETHIND I DIDN'T CHOSE. THAT'S SO MUCH BETTER THAN BEING SICK. IT'S THE BEST FEELING IN THE WORLD.

WTF IS WRONG WITH YOU?! BECAUSE I HAVE NO IDEA.