prisoner of my own house
Winter break was going awesome. yah... was. im basically locked up in prison. no seriously locked up in prison of my own house. i cant stand my house... think it's not the house itself. it's more like the people in it. my mother has some issues when it comes to control. today she gets in the obsessively complusively of making me a "better" person.
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