well my mom's back to her healthy self & i'm so thankful for that.
2 things that have been on my mind. so pointless for me to complain but i just want to cry over spilled milk right now.
1. where do you get off telling her what kind of people we are when you don't even know who we are? we've given you nothing but respect, i assume that it would be nice to get it back. we're not as horrible as you make us sound.
2. if "being mature" means spending your time wasted with people that you cant even trust to take care of you when you can't take care of yourself, i'd rather not be.
nice to get it off my chest. i should clean my room now.