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Becoming Jane was the most depressing movie I have seen in a very long time.
It really didn't help. I came home and my mom told me she was done with me and is no longer acknowledging my existance and JOY Constance is home from Grand Rapids and stomping around in a rage as usual. How does SHE have friends? Seriously, tell me how anyone can stand her. And I don't want to drive way out to Chesterfield to take these damn pictures during rush hour traffic! My family is the bane of my existance, truly. I'm so sick of them. Don't say anything about me because of that because your family is obviously better than this and you have no right to even judge. Shut up.
It really didn't help. I came home and my mom told me she was done with me and is no longer acknowledging my existance and JOY Constance is home from Grand Rapids and stomping around in a rage as usual. How does SHE have friends? Seriously, tell me how anyone can stand her. And I don't want to drive way out to Chesterfield to take these damn pictures during rush hour traffic! My family is the bane of my existance, truly. I'm so sick of them. Don't say anything about me because of that because your family is obviously better than this and you have no right to even judge. Shut up.