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[malrooskee]

I dont know if its puberty, hormones, coming back from a vacation and realizing how I can never say what I mean because when I do I always shoot myself in the ass, maybe its getting shat on every time I try to do someone a favor and how they constantly ask for more, if it's my mother's constant state of unhappiness, my father's constant criticism of everything both she and I do and how we can never do anything right, or maybe its just me trying to get all of you who read this to feel bad for me.

I dont know. I dont care. I'm ready to explode. Please don't talk to me until the weekend when I can breathe.