Fashion Nightmare (Mothers Are Drags)

My mother owns this black shirt that looks good with everything I own. I love it. I wore it yesterday for the first time in forever and for once I thought I looked good. I found the shirt behind her trunk while I was looking for something else. She's hidden it from me before, saying it's too girly. -.-

Today, when I go downstairs to grab it from the chair, I see it's gone. Gone. Again. My dad told me she was mad this morning but didn't know why. It's clearly because she found the shirt. And I just want to scream at her. Like omg. Too girly?

First, I'm GAY. Jeez. Girly is my thing. Secondly, it's NOT that girly at all. It's all black, with little shiny boxes in the pattern. Wtf? Thirdly, I don't have anything else to wear. My coat is a ripped-up nightmare, the entire right sleeve is ripped apart. And I am NOT gonna wear just a T-Shirt and a scarf, it would look retarded.

She should either calm down or give me money to go shopping. Seriously. Maybe then when I buy my own clothes she can't take them away from me. (But then again, that never stopped her from hiding my pink scarf in a bag under the front seat of the car before -.-)