I must be really good at covering up, cause aren't moms supposed to be good at picking stuff like this up (like, their kid being the wrong gender?)
But how does she
miss the fact that i.hate.my.body. and am constantly trying to cover&hide the fact that I have these huge fat balls known as boobs on me
Blah. I want to point this out to her. I already hint at the fact[read:"say"] that I'm a boy.
But does she even close to get the message
Nope. She still thinks I'm going to find a boyfriend (no...)

I suppose oblivious is one thing. But sometimes I really wonder why I'm still living in this house with the combination of her and my dad (according to him, all "gays" are evil and going to burn in hell... Uh thanks? Comforting to know that.)
Gr. I'm ranting now