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My mom is drunk and my dad is his usual DGAF self. The two of them combined have said maybe 10 words to me all day and it's 4PM. I've been in my room not eating and they haven't noticed. I feel very alone. Wish I had somewhere to go or something to do that's fun. The only thing I have to do is clean my room, but that's not fun at all. There's nothing good on TV on Sundays. I'm bored with the same old music, but at the same time I don't feel like sifting through 200 bands that suck to find just one that doesn't. I've been stalled in my writing too (I write poetry) and can't seem to make anything worthwhile, which frustrates me to the point I want to cry. I wish I had friends or a boyfriend. Everyone stops caring about me after a while. On top of this I'm still on my period and my face is broken out again and I feel ugly. Who knows, maybe I'll just break down and clean my room, it has to be done sooner or later anyway.
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