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With every passing day my anger and dislike for my father and his wife grows to new heights. I am beginning to view life on the streets a much better option than living in THEIR house. I don't consider it to be my home anymore beacause they have made me feel so unwelcome that I dread returning there each night.
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...and i dont really know what has been up...
...but i hope you feel better, cause you dont deserve to feel that way in your own house.
Anyways. Keep in touch.
-Tom
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I wish things were easier for you. You always seem to have the hard end of every deal and I wish I could change that. I know these times will soon pass and someday you will have a place of refuge where the rents can't wreak their ridiculous ways on you. Until then...
You can come live with me. Amy won't care, I swear.
ps. there is a purple pillow with your name on it.
Just bring the misty fog maker light and we'll be all set.
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