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Sweet jesus, I hate my family. I can't work ANYWHERE, where ever I put my model stuff, I get yelled at about. I put it in the craft room, mom kicks me out because its her room. I put it in my room and then I went to college and then it got shoved into the closet because mom had wanted to clean my room. I tried to put them downstairs and I got kicked out of there and I'm in the dining room, but I can't be there either. I get constantly bugged about it by mom because "The house is a PIGSTY!" even though the "mess" extents about 2 ft in every direction, confining itself to the desk or whatever/wher ever Its set. She fucking guilt-trips me about how much money I take from them and how "I forgot to take out the garbage yesterday" and that makes me horrible and a drain on the family. Even though often its lydia who puts stuff all over the place, yet I'm the one whose obviously responsible. I can't wait till school starts again. >_