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Nov 2015
I hate being here
I hate my family
I hate my parents
I hate how they always get drunk and **** every weekend
I hate that I always have to hear it or even walk in
I hate that I get hit and yelled at for no reason
I hate that I'm alive
-I just want to die
Breakella
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Breakella
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