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I guess I spend too much money on food. I guess food isn't a requirement for survival and living. I'm also not allowed to go to dance anymore I guess. I have to find my way everywhere. My mother is just winning at parenting right now. She's doing great. She sends me an email telling me she's going to lie to me from now on because she trusted me to not tell my sister how she's fucking random guys. WHAT A PIECE OF SHIT. Tried to tell me she's a good parent because she loves us. No, she doesn't. She makes it seem like a privilege that we have food and hobbies and get rides places. LIKE A PARENT IS SUPPOSED TO FUCKING DO. I'm fucking stranded. I can't do this. I need to get out of here. I need to go to college. I can't do this. Oh my god, I'm frekaing out.