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So Taylor is going to Mexico with Goofy this weekend, and my mom, of course, wont let me go. In fact, she grounded me for forgetting to turn off the air conditioner when I went out today, and for not doing the dishes. 1) The house was fucking hot today, 2) she never told me to do the dishes. So this is gay. Really, really gay.
Gawddammit, I leave the house to get away from that bitch, and then she just calls me up and makes me feel like crap anyway.
I'm going to go work out.
Gawddammit, I leave the house to get away from that bitch, and then she just calls me up and makes me feel like crap anyway.
I'm going to go work out.