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Dad just called. He's in Long Island now for some job thing. Idk. He called to bitch again about how fucked up his life is. I can't take it anymore. I can't take having to hear about how all my dad's going to have to live on his $30 fucking dollars. I just don't wanna hear it. I'm so sick of having to take care of everyone else around me. I just can't do it anymore dammit. Its fucking hard. I'm THIRTEEN fucking years old. I shouldn't have to deal with this shit.....and people wonder why i have issues. Kayleigh and Casey are the only ones who TRULY understand what I'm going through. Not that I don't love all my other friends who try to help me....they just don't get it....so much shit is going on now, i have no idea what to do. I know I promised I wouldn't make this journal emo so I won't. This is my last bitchy entry. I'm sick of always being so pissed or depressed or whatever. I'm done. For good this time.
*Anna*
*Anna*