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I hate my family. I hate how my mom is suicidal. I hate how my dad is an alcoholic. I hate how my brother has epilepsy. I hate how we have no money, but my mom still feels the need to gamble away hundreds of dollars. I hate how my dad threatens to beat everyone up, because that is the only way he can feel better about himself. I hate how my shower doesn't work. I hate how I try not to eat, because I think I'm fucking HUGE. I hate how I'm crying. Over a fucking family that means nothing. Over people that will be out of my life as soon as I leave. Crying about my dumb insecurities. Once I leave I'm never coming back. Fuck Vegas. Fuck everything as of right now.
That was overdue. Sorry. I haven't had a good pity session in months.
That was overdue. Sorry. I haven't had a good pity session in months.