| i hate to be at home. I don't feel welcome by them. once i stepped into the house i have no one to turn to except for myself. i can't sit there and carry all the burdens to myself. i need someone. Someone called as my mom. She maybe just right in front of me,but her mine will never be on me. She doesn't care about me. all she cared was about WIRDY AND IAN! i'm her daughter too but i don't get as much care and concern from her.
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