God. I hate my family. I'm sorry I know its wrong and I shouldn't but right now I loathe it all. I'm sick of everyone ganging up against me and making fun of me and thinking it doesn't matter and how everything has to be perfect and John lives to annoy the hell out of me (literally) and then denies it up and down and acts all cute. I'm sick of it. I hate spring break. I hate being stuck in this house with my family for a week. I miss school I miss my friends I miss track.
I'll probably deny this all tomorrow. I hate holding grudges and being mean, but this how I feel right now. I mad and sad and hurt and I just want to leave. God. I'm so jealous of all those people in books. No matter how bad it gets they always get a happy ending. I'm probably gonna end up working in a building for the rest of my life. I feel like I was born into the wrong century. I hate computers, I don't want to work in an office. I want to go out and see the world and help people and get the hell out of here.
God. I hate this.
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