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i floated through christmas on a cloud of vicodin atop a sea of red wine. it was the only way to soften the blow of a family with so many malfunctions, so many little things wrong that it's more cost efficient to burn it to the ground than attempt to repair. this summer it was time to cut the umbilical cord, which my family has taken as quite an insult. and they're going to punish me for it as long as they can. having severed financial ties with them, however, i'm much happier. it's like jennifer connelly says in labyrinth. "you have no power over me."