I dunno whats goin on in this house. But it's war, and I dont care who has to do with anything, or whatever, but Im not going to put up with getting yelled at for no reason what so ever. I dont have to put up with it, and I will not put up with it. This is going to be a silent war, because she want's me to dress like her, because If I dont it looks bad on her, she doesnt want me to be my own person, she is a greedy hateful bitch who cares about no one but herself , and how things will look on her. You know what I dont think it should matter how I dress, because its my clothes not hers, and how is it going to affect her. I mean I dont really talk to her. Maybe its just another way to control me or something... oh well.... but she dares talks to me like that one more time, and I swear I will do whatever it takes to get the point across, be it skipping every single day of school, because it wont' hurt me, they wont blame me for it, they will blame them... and I dont mind doing it either, it's greedy but really its not going to hurt me, look if I get caught whats the worst thing that could happen I get sent to Alternative School, hey I dont mind, as long as I get my point across.... but they will be labled with a criminal child... hey wont hurt me, because I dont care what people think about me.... it will all be on her, and maybe that will make her realize that I should be my own person, get out of my life, because I've dealt without you in it for almost two years over all, and I realized that the only reason I moved back in with her is because that there is actually food sometimes in the house, and there are places to go, and sometimes things to do... thats the only reason it has nothing to do with her.... because frankly I dont care about her, shes just like Josh, her son... I dont even consider myself her child... and she wonders why Josh and I had left her, because she only cares about herself, she says she's not perfect for the things shes done, but honestly I think she thinks shes god... I dont care, whatever, it's over now, but I promise I will get my way in the end, just like I have every other time we have fought... and she wonders why I dress the way I do, it's because I get to be me, I get to not act like her, I get to not look like her, I think that the main reason is because she hates it though, really I like it because it forces her to see really what she thinks of me... (crying on the outside, laughing hysterically on the inside)