It is only 12.35 pm and I already had two massive fights with my Mom and Dad. My brother always “rejoices” when I have a fight with someone. He goes around singing and whistling out of joy.
I am so sick of it. They dont fight with fair weapons. I dont like it when people always take their anger and aggression out on me.
I hate it when I cannot write what I want, because of spies in the background.
Damn it, I am so sick of it.
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