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i dont like yard sales. not at all. im kinda upset mother stole a few things that i didnt want to sell and sold my painting that says "i love you with all my hearts" my grandpa painted me when i was little..the next week he died....for 2 and she was trying to sell my purple glass rose my sister braught me from italy...but some jackass kid broke it.i just sat and cried for like an hour....i watched as some kid was all "i want it" and mom was like "2$" and it was like in slow motion...i watched them drive away..and then i cried.its ok..i went in the garage and sold one of her 4 mountain bikes (the one that cost 500$+) for 25 cents..im just so upset and i was like..."what does mom really like that i can sale for cheap?" ..i still kept the 25 cents. i figure she wont catch on until next year around fall when she goes and wants to bike. but it still doesnt make up something priceless and meaningful thing i lost.i think ill go cry about it some more. no one even came and helped me like they said they would. i sat there by myself since 7:00 this morning. i didnt expect anyone to show up that early..maybe around 12 or something. but no..today is national fuck claire over day...everyone mark your calendars. its almost as enjoyable as christmas. to top it off..i got a sun burn. but ATLEAST its going to storm. i hope i get to see jon tonight..hes the only thing that makes me happy anymore. well...unless some un needed drama arises. which will most definately happen today...fuck me.