On a Tuesday afternoon,
My mom came in my room,
And said, "Get the fuck up out of bed, and get a God damn job."
So I told her, "Hey hey. Fuck you mom."
And I threw the phone at her head but I missed and hit her in the
snatch
So I slammed the door in her face
Don't ever barge in my room
Or I'll kick your ass and call the cops
And tell them I'm abused
And you'll wind up in jail
While I snowboard in Vail
No one to post your bail.
'Cause daddy loves me more.
He says that you're a...
Chorus
You're worthless, you're lazy, you're stupid.
A little overweight.
Now give me 20 bucks.
Mommy you're so worthless, you're lazy, you're stupid.
A little overweight.
Now give me 20 bucks, now make it 50... bucks.
I feel so bad sometimes, The song above, my sister always plays it and we both laugh and dedicate it to our mom. FUCK, we often have talked about mom, and what she has done to us. But always at the end of the conversation we talk about how we feel bad for her. I am always torn about what to think about her. She gets in my fucking head and I just can't stand it, but it's my mom. It's like I almost have to love her unconditionally. But she does a bunch of shit to make me hate her. I am really struggling with all of this right now, cos when I went to visit at the beginning of Dec. I got arrested for something I didn't do, and well she flipped the switch to super bitch, and wouldn't let up about Judi and everything else in my life. I fucking freaked out and went the fuck off while we were eating lunch on my last day there. She has tried to make things up since then but, I can't let this one go. It has been one too many times and I just can't get over it. All my sister and I have ever said is, I cant believe dad has stayed with her for this long. And no matter how bad I have it, he has to live with her. I love my dad more than any other human on this earth and I just hate that he has to deal with this on an everyday basis. Shit, I am gonna go to bed and hopefully forget about it all!
My mom came in my room,
And said, "Get the fuck up out of bed, and get a God damn job."
So I told her, "Hey hey. Fuck you mom."
And I threw the phone at her head but I missed and hit her in the
snatch
So I slammed the door in her face
Don't ever barge in my room
Or I'll kick your ass and call the cops
And tell them I'm abused
And you'll wind up in jail
While I snowboard in Vail
No one to post your bail.
'Cause daddy loves me more.
He says that you're a...
Chorus
You're worthless, you're lazy, you're stupid.
A little overweight.
Now give me 20 bucks.
Mommy you're so worthless, you're lazy, you're stupid.
A little overweight.
Now give me 20 bucks, now make it 50... bucks.
I feel so bad sometimes, The song above, my sister always plays it and we both laugh and dedicate it to our mom. FUCK, we often have talked about mom, and what she has done to us. But always at the end of the conversation we talk about how we feel bad for her. I am always torn about what to think about her. She gets in my fucking head and I just can't stand it, but it's my mom. It's like I almost have to love her unconditionally. But she does a bunch of shit to make me hate her. I am really struggling with all of this right now, cos when I went to visit at the beginning of Dec. I got arrested for something I didn't do, and well she flipped the switch to super bitch, and wouldn't let up about Judi and everything else in my life. I fucking freaked out and went the fuck off while we were eating lunch on my last day there. She has tried to make things up since then but, I can't let this one go. It has been one too many times and I just can't get over it. All my sister and I have ever said is, I cant believe dad has stayed with her for this long. And no matter how bad I have it, he has to live with her. I love my dad more than any other human on this earth and I just hate that he has to deal with this on an everyday basis. Shit, I am gonna go to bed and hopefully forget about it all!
I can't stand my stepmother. Thank goodness I don't have to talk to her much anymore. Something happened a few years ago and I stopped caring as much about her crazy behavior. Now I have accepted that my dad has made his own choices. It's his life.
I also, consequently, limit contact.
Thank you for the get well wishes! I am starting to feel better - yeah!