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So I'm sick of this life. I hate my parents. How fucking retarded can you be? I cost them $0 now. I have all my own insurances, I don't eat their food, they pay nothing for me. So why the fuck are they even bothering with me? Just fucking leave me alone. I came home to half my shit in the garbage can because they don't see a need for it. Well guess what?! I have a fucking heart. Your nothing could mean more than anyone knows. They're fucking stupid and careless. I now have to lock my door when I leave the house to ensure that all my belongings will still be in tact. What kind of shit is that? Problems spawn thoughts of other problems, so now I'm thinking about how once again, I want someone, and I'm 19 and living with these fucking assholes. Honestly, if anyone has an extra room, I'll take it. I'm too fucking heart felt to live in this world. Somehow I manage to be hardened and still care about the things that I hold close to my heart. The inconsiderate assholes that live under the same roof as me are not anything close to what is important to me. It doesn't matter if they die. That would just be an advantage to me. No, this is not out of anger, if you truly know me, you know I mean every word of it.