Dear Mom,

Please stop punishing me for the fact that you had another child...please stop making me cut my dates short because I have to go get her.

Please stop making is so obvious you think I need to lose weight so I can be like her...

Please stop undermining my confidence in SDSU

Please stop making me feel like I'm a shitty kid, when as Alex Danger put it today 'You're a good kid Libby, I don't get why your mom is like this'

I figure in the end I might as well have slept around and done every drug I could get my hands on...

You'd
Treat
Me
Just
The
Same

PS Thanks for at least paying for my prom jewelry. I can count on you for the little sparkly things in life