Sunday, October 11, 2009

Stop.

Please. Just. Please. Family. Stop. Being. So. Annoying. Thank you. I'd really like to run away right now. Mom. Dad. Stop shoving the Bible down my throat. Not a good idea to try to shelter your 17 year old daughter. Sorry. Makes me dislike you. Little brother. STOP. STOP. STOP. PLEASE. YOU ARE DRIVING ME INSANE. Get a life. Stop arguing. I need to get out of here. I can't be free with you people. All I want to do is yell at you for a full hour and then pack my bags, take the car and lots of money, obtain a cat, and go. I think I'd go to Maine and get a nice little apartment building. I would proceed to own a coffee shop below and travel the world on my weekends.

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