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it is so nice to be loved.
i went shopping today.
exchanges and just shopping.
i'd list it all-but you all don't care.
i shouldn't have gotten any of it.
then it was the normal sunday dinner.
my aunt showed up late.
smart ass comments were thrown.
after dinner the 3 sisters were screaming in the bathroom for 2 and a half hours.
i went to the basement blared music and read.
then i hear absolutely ear piercing screams lots of banging and door slamming.
i go upstairs and see everyone crying and some people not there.
i hate it, i absolutely hate it.
i hate that we moved here.
i hate that i hate making new friends.
i hate that i'm always being compared to my cousins.
i hate that i don't even know my family i've been gone so long.
i hate that we're building on family land because we are "ruining everything"
i hate that we're such a pain for my grandmother (6 people in a 1 bedroom house)
i hate that i have to go downstairs and hide in the filthy basement when things happen.
and worst of all i hate how i've changed so much and that i didn't get 1 fucking card for christmas from my friends. i'm never sending cards again.
i hate it all!
nothing is right. its all so fucking messed up. i fucking hate it!!
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i hate how i have to express things to a fucking laptop!
i went shopping today.
exchanges and just shopping.
i'd list it all-but you all don't care.
i shouldn't have gotten any of it.
then it was the normal sunday dinner.
my aunt showed up late.
smart ass comments were thrown.
after dinner the 3 sisters were screaming in the bathroom for 2 and a half hours.
i went to the basement blared music and read.
then i hear absolutely ear piercing screams lots of banging and door slamming.
i go upstairs and see everyone crying and some people not there.
i hate it, i absolutely hate it.
i hate that we moved here.
i hate that i hate making new friends.
i hate that i'm always being compared to my cousins.
i hate that i don't even know my family i've been gone so long.
i hate that we're building on family land because we are "ruining everything"
i hate that we're such a pain for my grandmother (6 people in a 1 bedroom house)
i hate that i have to go downstairs and hide in the filthy basement when things happen.
and worst of all i hate how i've changed so much and that i didn't get 1 fucking card for christmas from my friends. i'm never sending cards again.
i hate it all!
nothing is right. its all so fucking messed up. i fucking hate it!!
erhidznkjnhtuhziuhghriuzhdnkjgbntuhziuhngkjbzndruhrhnrjnbr
i hate how i have to express things to a fucking laptop!