Theres a lot that i want to say, that i need to say. I promissed myself that 2003 would be a good year. 2002 was one of the worst years of my life. My brother got worse, by a large amount, in ways that im not allowed to express to anyone, he ran away, his lying got worse, my sister ran away, she does drugs, she doesnt talk to my mom, she lived w/
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