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This house is so frustrating. It's times like these that make me "happy" (for lack of better word) I'm moving out. It's 7:30 in the morning and my mom and my sister have been screaming at each other for the past hour and a half. All of a sudden, it's a HUGE deal that my sister's going to Nantucket, and she doesn't want to go. Suck it up, get the fuck over it and go. You wanted to go in the first place, you dropped out of school for this bullshit. Mom dropped a few grand that she definitely doesn't have so you could do this. You're a selfish little fuckhead.
I've always wondered what it's like to have a mother who can speak rationally instead of screaming all the time. I've always wondered what it's like to have a mother who doesn't sleep 20 hours of the day.
I just want to go home.
I've always wondered what it's like to have a mother who can speak rationally instead of screaming all the time. I've always wondered what it's like to have a mother who doesn't sleep 20 hours of the day.
I just want to go home.