Ok i wrote this last night and its out of a note book i have. I just needed to write.
My mother, where do i start? Well her and my father had a arguement and still aren't talking to eachother. But when i went into the living room to look at the t.v book she asked me what he was doing and why was he in the shower. I said to her its only half nine and she came back with he's probably been out doggying. I was just like what the hell? He would never do that so i told her how pathetic she was about slamming doors around the house when she saw him just like a child and she denyed it. I mean come on. So she told me to get out and i was just like him. Then i told her what i thought of her, how its always about her and she always acts like a child and she has to be the center of attention all the time. And now shes not talking to me, i dont really care to be honest. I know im right not being vein or anything but i always am, but people just dont listen.