Today is the last straw.

My knuckles are black and blue again and I must say, they sting - a lot. I've been punching the walls just to relieve the anger I have inside me. Fuck. As usual, the only reason why I'm going crazy is my inconsiderate bitch mom from hell.

No more. I had enough. I have to leave. I need to breathe.

Today is the last straw.