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	Left behind; a collection of thoughts.
	Left behind; a collection of thoughts.


I feel like I've been left behind. My friends are always busy...and my best friend was sent to a ****** boarding school. I miss him. He messed up...so what? Everyone messes up. He lied...so what? Everyone lies. Granted no one likes being lied to...but they were stupid little white lies. I miss him a lot. My "family." My sisters abandoned me when they left. I'm here alone with my parents. My mom's been trying to get rid of me for the last few years. I'm only 17. I came out to them recently about me being gay. My dad's alright with it...but my mom's the final word. I'm not allowed to call her mom anymore. She asked me if one of my friends would let me live with them...it's unfair to ask that of them and their parents. She has a lawyer and is in the process of signing custody over to the state (aka foster care) if I don't find someone to live with. The person that would let me live with them is on vacation in France...it'd be too late when she comes back. Royally Screwed, Shannon succubusxalu-fiend** · Tue Jul 04, 2006 @ 04:12am · 0 Comments


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