;____________;
I declare.
My flippin' mother...EURGH.
Whatever can I say about /HER/.
Besides the fact she's a conniving wench, who doesn't know when to shut the hell up.
>.<
Gawd.
I have so many /problems/ with her.
I dun wanna ask for help, 'cause it's not to that point yet...but...I just want people to know I'm not 'A-OK'.
Sometimes...I wish I was that girl from Forest Gump.
Yah.
'Dear God, make me a bird so I can fly far, far away from here.'
Ain't that the truth.
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