My mom wants me to have a cliché romance. She wants me to fall in love like the movies: with the person everyone knows you're going to fall in love with. I don't want to fall in love like that. I want to fall in love with the least likely person. Someone that even I'll be surprised for falling in love with. I want to experience everything. I want to live with no fear. No restraints.
Im tired of these lectures about keeping jobs and concert choices. Let me go. I don't want to be like my mom. She doesn't know me at all. If I ever start acting like her, someone please tell me. She's so freaking traditional. She is the epitamy of traditional. It's so frustrating.
She makes SO MANY excuses for EVERYTHING. UGGGGGHHHHHH. She tries to shelter me. I am not sheltered. I never do anything bad, but she thinks I'm the worst kid ever for getting a B or not wanting to do something or forgetting to pick up a piece of paper. I don't constantly think of cleaning. There's always a freaking lot on my mind.
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