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[boulevards]

YOU KNOW WHAT DO YOU KNOW WHAT I'LL TELL YOU WHAT i can find something someone's lost in a matter of ten seconds, but when it comes to losing something of mine, it's fucking gone forever. no matter how hard i fucking look, no matter how many fucking times i trash my god damn room and put it back together, only to find absolutely nothing, no matter how fucking hard i cry or yell I CAN'T FUCKING FIND JACK SHIT. i 'lost' my moms fucking calculator. the last time i remember touching it was when i was looking for my god damn keys WHICH I STILL HAVE YET TO FIND. i spent a fucking HOUR if not more digging around my room going through absofuckinglutely everything and i found nothing. i have no idea where i placed that stupid calculator, but once again, i spend a long ass time digging around my fucking room to come up with NOTHING. so of course my mom's going to give me those fucking stupid faces that make me feel guilty all fucking day long. i hate her when she does that do you have any fucking idea I WANT TO FUCKING LEAVE I HATE HERKAJSDL;;DLJFMEL; i thought she had dropped the baby fest but NO GOD FUCK KLAJSLDJL DIE.

and people wonder why i fucking hate my guts

edit i found the calculator eat on that now pls