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this is how i look every morning.
i have nothing to say in this entry except that i am at my father's house right now and enjoying it more than ever before. there is no biased step mother here to ridicule my antisocial personality and there are no ghetto fuck-overs trying to fuck us over. the house is always clean, the food supply last more than three days and the lights are never unnecessarily left on all the time. finally, i can call this my home.