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[asterisk_]

i hate life. i hate parents. they take my car way for not doing three math problems that i had four more days to do simply becuase i did not due them the night they were assigned. they take my books away my papers and pens. they forbid me from writing....................................................................i am not healthy when i do not

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[mynameismarie]

That sucks, are you still allowed to hang out still this weekend?

[asterisk_]

yeah i think so. and if im not, ill sneek out. james and i have a soccer game tomorrow at eleven at the soccer complex behind new castle elementary. you should come if you arent doing anything and are bored.

[mynameismarie]

I would have, and that would have been awesome, but I got home at 1145 last night and my mom told me to be out "not late," so I am currently grounded for an indefinite amount of time. So unless I demonstrate what a wonderful, wholseome daughter I am, I miss my friend Cameron's party and hanging out with you. Parents are crazy.

[mynameismarie]

And definitely I want to go to one of your games. Soccer makes me sad, now, because I can't play. It's depressing. But I would gladly go to some games to watch you play, except someone might have to hold me back to keep me from running on the field and playing with you guys. Many years of travel/select soccer will do that to you.

I'm home and I hate my family.

[textbook_hippie]

Don't hate. It makes me so sad.

Man. I wish I lived there. I wish I lived even remotely closer. God. I would've gone to your soccer game. I hope you did well.

[anonymous]

please don't hate them. please.