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I'm never independent? So I guess I never find my own way anywhere. I guess I don't do my own work. I guess I haven't made my own food since I was a little kid because my mother wouldn't feed me. I guess I don't think for myself. I guess I just never seem to do anything on my own. Thank you for saying I'm dependent; you've made me realize how independent I really am. ******** you. I can't wait to get out of this house.

Thank you for insulting me and mocking me only when my mother isn't around. I bet she'd love to hear what you tell me when she's around. Oh, but you're just kidding, right? You're full of s**t. I don't take the things you say from ******** ANYONE. I REFUSE to take that bullshit from you. Who are you to tell me anything? Who are you to say any of the things you say? Who are you to say you know anything about me? You don't know me at all. You really don't. You never will. All you do is assume, because you think you have teenagers all figured out just because you work with them. Wanna know something everyone else knows? YOU'RE WRONG.

I'm out of here as soon as possible. My brother pushes me out of here. YOU push me out of here. I liked you better when you didn't know I was gay.

********. You.

I really wish I didn't have to live here. I don't care how this sounds: I'm always misunderstood here. No one really hears me out. They just assume that everything I say means exactly what I say. I think I deserve a little more credit than that. And I definitely think I deserve more credit than what you give me.

This isn't my home. ******** my home.