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I love how my life is so meaningless. All I do is fuck it up & waste my parents money. Everybody calls me "spoiled" yeah I guess I am, I get pretty much what I want in material items, But thats just not making me fucking happy anymore. I fucking hate my life. I hate Carmel, mabey its because I know how much more there is besides this little shit hole, but whatever. I'm sick of the people here. I'm sick of this uglyness. I can't live with my dad, I'm so fucking pissed at him, I don't want to stay in Carmel. I hate the people the most, everybodys so fake, its disturbing. I don't even feel like trying at anything. I don't feel like returning calls, I don't feel like talking. I leave my phone in my room under my stupid bed so I don't have to answer it. Its the new me, I DONT DO WHAT I DONT WANT TO FUCKHEADS. yeah mabey I seem like a spoiled brat, like my life is perfect, but I'm sick of putting on this fake smile & pretending everything okay, so don't ask me whats wrong, the answer is everything, don't tell me to smile, or expect me to become all fucking happy again, its not happening. & it's not that I'm allways miserable, It's just most of the time. & my "friends" are pretty crappy, thats really the truth. Everything, its just getting old.