x im sorry for breathing x
i dont know why i even bother. i cant even have a peaceful morning without someone telling me how stupid and horrible i am. i accidentally parked in the grass again. i really do have no clue that i am. and i always forget to look cause in my perspective i think i parked fine. i dont need for uncle arnie to come downstairs yelling at the top of his lungs how stupid i am, and how much i dont deserve anything at all. i hate this. i hate not being able to wake up in the morning and write a happy journal entry. i hate this house. i hate them.