No Storybook Ending For This Fairytale Of You...

today has been really boring, I spent most of the day with my mom buying thongs (because me and my mom are THAT close) and drinking massive ammounts of coffee. I have a therapist's appointment on Monday But I doubt neone will remember neway. She told me I have Bi-Polar but aren't I suppose to have medicine for that?! What an idiot, maybe she's just one of those counselor idiots that can't prescribe medication...*trails off*

And my friggin "stepdad" won't give my mom and I the chance to finish with 'Pirates of the Carribean' when he got home today...he never does, he can't stand to be away from my mom for the slightest second or I think it would drive him insane. It bothers me the way he calls ten or more times when he leaves for a couple hours, he's possesive and I'm afraid that if him and my mom break up (they're not married yet) that he will stalk us and not leave us alone...he's such a jealous person, I asked my mom if she thought Viggo Mortinson was hot and when she said yes he just crained his neck and got this pissed off look on his face.

You know there woldn't be a problem if he would just stop lying. In the beginning my mom got him out of it and forgave him for telling all of those life-altering lies but now it's just icing on the cake, he's lied about so much stuff no one knows when he's telling the truth or not. He's suppose to go to counseling, so now everyone in our family is in counseling! When he brought up the fact that he knew me and Michelle were going out, he kept his word and didn't tell my mom, but it wasn't my choice to tell him, I wouldn't have if he wouldn't have brought it up.