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Not even gonna say anything to you, but I’m slowly getting out of this.
You’ve lied to me too many times. You’re a fuck up, & I’m done giving you chances.

Fucking ugh, you are like one out of five people that I would do something nice for & you just turn your nose up & refuse it.
Bullshit.

Hey ask me things because I’m sitting around with absolutely nothing to do for two hours, thank you.
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I did the arrow thing & it pointed to a photo of Soupy.
Not even 24 hours after having a conversation about how bad I need to see The Wonder Years live at Warped, along with TSSF & Man Overboard.
WOOAAAAAH THE COINCIDENCE.

I’m seriously sitting here attempting to keep everyone else out of whatever is happening between my mom & I in the process of me moving out, but they keep butting in & putting in their two cents.
I thought moving out would be relieving, since there will be less arguing with her & I no longer living under the same roof, but nope. Everyone hates me, & they’re telling me about how shitty I am towards her, & since I’m moving in with my friend & her mom, I’m being made fun of for “finding a replacement mommy.”
No one actually knows the specific reason as to why I’m leaving, & honestly, I’d rather keep it that way. But she keeps telling people horrible things about me & that I’m being a brat for packing my shit & leaving. I don’t want to get everyone else into this, since they have nothing to do with it & honestly, it’s for the best to keep them out. But none of them notice that, I’m either being ignored, glared at, or snapped at.
I’m trying to be the bigger person, but that just blew up in my face. Cool.
/End rant.

You know it’s been a long day when you listen to Cher Lloyd for comfort.

“I’m gonna guilt you about how much your dad misses you & about how you should forgive him & we’re planning on getting married & I invited him to your graduation.”

Okay, this is the part where you GET OUT BOTH LITERALLY & FIGURATIVELY, THANKS.

Forever tied to this kid.