F-ck you, I'm not fat, but thanks for trying to make me think I am. C-nt.

- Go on. Keep on telling me that I'm not good enough; maybe I'll believe it, maybe not. But why stop trying when there's still a possibility? Tell me. Why the f-ck would you ever shut up when you had the opportunity to b-tch at me?

I LOVE MYSELF. You can't change that. You're the reason I love myself. I don't want to end up like a miserable wh-re like you. And I'm not going to because I have a little thing called "SELF-RESPECT." I bet you don't even know what that means. I'd rather be an arrogant b-tch than a lowlife like you.

All you are to me is an annoyance.

- I admit, I do care. If I didn't, I wouldn't be writing this. But I'm not going to let it slow me down. I'm MORE than enough. You don't appreciate me? Sucks for you.

- Thanks for, in the most f-cked up way, teaching me how to love myself, mom. I wish I could return the favor.