another weekend passed, one more to go. i still feel like a damn prisoner in my home. i want to do whatever i want, but i'm forced to worry about what the mom thinks while i'm on the computer or just in my room while the kids are playing. they're just fine, and my games aren't as entertaining as whenever they play by themselves. i do play with them
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