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Fuck school. Fuck the OGT. Fuck geometry. Fuck numbers and shapes. Fuck overheads. Fuck cheap pencils. Fuck lunch. Fuck teachers. Fuck the freezing. Fuck the snow + no snow days. Fuck the talent show. Fuck rehearsals. Fuck dancing. Fuck learning. Fuck my birthday. Fuck most people I know. Fuck the telephone. Fuck MTV. Fuck those stupid selfish unappreciative rich bitches on "My Sweet 16". Fuck the radio. Fuck commercials. Fuck waking up. Fuck that stupid police woman that directs traffic through the back of school in the morning. Fuck falling asleep at 3:00 A.M. Fuck food. Fuck addoral. Fuck crying. Fuck missing the past. Fuck how it fucking is. Fuck not getting hugs when you need them the most. Fuck not getting good hugs. Fuck not kissing the people you love. Fuck looking into the eyes of the beautiful. Fuck false laughter. Fuck smelling something that reminds you of someone or something special. Fuck Hot Topic. Fuck having no temps or license. Fuck asking people for fucking rides because I can't depend on people to do something as simple as dropping me off at my house I can escape the fucking fucks. Fuck the same people asking me every day for gum. Fuck suck ups. Fuck the awkwardness. Fuck the endless hope leading nowhere. Fuck assholes who take and never give. Fuck the crowdedness at CHS. Fuck CHS. Fuck the fucking stupid assholes who don't know how to walk. Fuck those stupid girls who sing unnecessarily loud in the morning. Fuck the happy group of girls who sit in front of me in homeroom and talk about the most annoying crap. Fuck Ms. Gallenstein. Fuck tardiness. Fuck this fucking sugar blister that I have. Fuck wanting to do things I'm not doing and not being able to control it. Fuck having no money. Fuck my lack of freedom and happiness. Fuck my face. Fuck you for fucking taking that the wrong way. Fuck losing my voice at the worst times. Fuck make up work. Fuck quizzes. Fuck listening to the same cd over 5 times in hope to fall asleep soon, while you're fucking thinking and thinking and can't fucking stop. Fuck stupid fucks who get the right things in life without even trying when some people fucking bust their asses to get half what they get. Fuck misery. Fuck the unfair. Fuck pity. Fuck my favorite AFI cd that skips on my favorite part of the song. Fuck hair. Fuck showers. Fuck bathrooms. Fuck mirrors that show how terrible you really look. Fuck going into stores and finding something you really like and are really excited about buying because you think it's on sale for way less than it costs, and going to the lady at the cash register to buy it where she says it's 20 dollar more than you have. Fuck policies. Fuck politics. Fuck censorship. Fuck having something to say but then forgetting. Fuck having the best dreams and waking up to see what reality is really. Fuck assuming. Fuck phonies. Fuck wrong impressions. Fuck not knowing the truth. Fuck not understanding. Fuck trends. Fuck people who chomp their gum like fucking lamas. Fuck fuckers putting their feet on the back of my chair and shaking their legs. Fuck squeaky desks. Fuck the screws on the back of chairs that my hair gets caught on. Fuck clammy hands. Fuck wanting to explain something you can’t. Fuck being able to explain something, but keeping it in because explaining would do no good anyway. Fuck wasted time. Fuck people not letting you take a breath when you need it. Fuck my Dad. Fuck his snoring. Fuck his loudness. Fuck his rudeness. Fuck his ignorance. Fuck wanting to spend time with my Mom but she can’t spend time with me because she has to do house work because people are lazy. Fuck my Mom working her ass off all day and coming home to assholes like my Dad. Fuck his lack of care. Fuck water beds being so warm, and my bed being not. Fuck cleaning when you’re too worn. Fuck being stressed. Fuck wanting to talk but not being able to. Fuck missing people. Fuck not being missed. FUCK Valentines Day. Fuck seeing people walk around with presents people got for them because they are loved by so many and I am loved by so few. Fuck me for coming off as being filled with jealous when I am only filled with crave. Fuck the cliché. Fuck not having a camera to take pictures with. Fuck hating so much of my life but toughing it out for so long that it bottles up inside until I explode. Fuck my complaining and bitching. Fuck me for being such a loser that I can only vent to a fucking computer screen because no one cares enough to listen. Fuck not getting comments. Fuck people. Fuck growing up. Fuck the future. Again, fuck the past. Fuck them. Fuck him. Fuck her. Fuck me. Fuck you. Very much. Have a nice day.