there's little use in recounting the days. I"m probably just wasting my time. it feels like no matter the event, the feelings stay the same. I'm mad at my mom. i'm mad that i can't do anything right acording to her. i'm mad for the way she makes me blow up at the tinest comment. i'm mad that i care so much about how she feels. I'm mad that she
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