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There was a time when all this shit with Destin and Mariah and Brandon would have bothered me, but all of a sudden my life has become so ridiculously complicated that they're literally the VERY least of my concerns. LIke literally, have not thought about any of them since the original things happened. Apart from the whole welfare-getting-kicked-out shit and the other stuff that I didn't write/talk about, now the girl that I met at the shelter, who I've known for three weeks, is living with me because some people at the shelter we were at started threatening her after I left. Her boyfriend is now living with his sister and two brothers, so her going there wasn't an option, and her stepmother has her dad so whipped that he won't take her back, either. So I didn't really have a choice - she didn't have anywhere to go, and unlike a lot of people recently, I'm a good friend, so of course me and my dad are going to fucking let her stay here rather than force her to stay downtown in a shelter with drug addicts who told her that they were going to rape her and slit her throat.
So, anyway. To my real friends, who I haven't had time for lately, and who had the patience to look beyond their own lives and see that other people's lives are capable of being hectic, too: thank you for being there for me no matter what was going on in YOUR life, and fuck you to all the fake ones.
So, anyway. To my real friends, who I haven't had time for lately, and who had the patience to look beyond their own lives and see that other people's lives are capable of being hectic, too: thank you for being there for me no matter what was going on in YOUR life, and fuck you to all the fake ones.