I'm almost to the point where this will be the last holiday I celebrate. Year after year my holidays are spent crying and finding out what else my mother thinks of me. This year I'm an embarrassment...which I knew. I'm not preppy, I'm not extrememly feminine, I'm not like my cousins. I'm supposably dark and evil. What else should I feel but hate
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I'm by the phone if ya need me, tacquito.
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