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Garden
I hate that my parents act like I'm suppose to stand there while they water their plants and talk to them like everything in the world is amazing and I have a million things to say to them. But I'm sorry nothing has changed since yesterday. I didn't work today so nothing happend, I don't have boyfriend drama because I don't have a boyfriend. Theres nothing amazing in my life to tell them and they want to act all hurt because I have nothing to say. And I don't want to hear my mom's drama filled work day because honestly it's the same shit that happend to her yesterday. I looked at the garden...yay theres cucumbers and tomatoes I already saw that. No I'm not going to jump up and down and squeel like a school girl. I'm not 8 anymore and honesty have I ever done that.
I just want to hit them and tell them I'd rather be in portland or doing drugs or even drinking like crazy so I don't have to deal with there stupid looks and their stupid conversations. Nothing matters here, It's just one more stepping stone. One more mintue I have to kill befor I can get on with my life.
I wish there was one good thing about here so I wouldn't hate it so much. I don't even have someone to give hugs here. It's lame I miss my portland and it's hugeness. And I miss you my gal pal who I can tell every little thing too.
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