I’m not recording any of this, any of my thoughts, very well.

Dad’s such a narcissist. When is he going to prison. I look forward to the day. God deluison.

Brothers lucked out moving out. But they have problems I bet. Iunno. At least they have a kitchen. Mom owns this one. I can’t cook anywhere. I don’t have the basic pleasures of life. I can do dishes i guess. That’s not too fun. Laundry. Hygiene.

I dont’ know why so many people bitch at me. You’re all so fucking stupid. Go away.

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