When I told my mother

When I told my mother how much anger I had. She told me that even if we moved tomorrow we would still be the same people. She also mentioned that the world is filled with anger and that we need to pray and read the bible more. When you hate every thing about where you are praying is the last thing on your mind. It is also the last thing on your mind when you pray that it just hits the ceiling and comes back to you or so that is how I feel. The more I live here the more I hate this place.

I am sick of Bakersfield

I am so fucking sick of Bakersfield that I get mad at the stupidest things. I hate my life here and wish that I never made this mistake. I regret what I have done for me and my mother. I am angry all the time and some times raise my voice to her when I am pissed off at life.