Alright, I am seriously fed up with my mom. I came home from school today to find that she found two of my 6 packs and she poured them out. Thank god she didn't find my hard shit. She found my harder shit a few months ago and poured all of that out, so I had to restock.

I am sick of this shit. She tells me she doesn't want me to drink, yet she bought me a shot glass when we visited West Chester University last week and she bought my a Mike's Hard Iced Tea mirror. So hypocritical. It is so much harder to get alcohol than it is to get things like pot and coke. I swear to god if she keeps this shit up I am going to relapse into pot or something else. I am so pissed off right now. JUST HAD TO VENT.

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"After every dark night, there's a bright day right after that. No matter how hard it gets, stick your chest out, keep your head up, and handle it." -Tupac Shakur