search myself and everyone..
to see where we went wrong
Sometimes home is home..and sometimes home is bad.
Sometimes i hate it so much here that i dont know what to do.
My parents fight till i can't take it..and all i've been dreading is my dad leaving..
and i realize..it prolly IS for the best. Because i now live with 2 people who clash completely
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