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Saturday, February 4, 2012

im so tired.. i really am.. im so tired of feeling like i have the world on my shoulders. here i am taking all these shit from an ass that is my father. oh wait, i get it from my mum as well. and guess who holds it all in.. surprise surprise! i tell my friends some of it but i cant express myself enough to tell them everything even if they wanted to..
why am i forced to grow up this way.. cant i have it just a little easier? a sensible dad who uses his brain for better use rather than thinking about some piece of slut lurking in some damn corner. i am so pissed that i could say 'go to hell' and maybe not even feel bad about it.. why cant he grow up.. maybe someone should cut his balls up. screw his life up then realise all th shit he has putus through. may he regret all the damned things he has done wrong and come crawling one day on his hands and knees.

how can i call myself a Christian.. i have so much anger and frustration all pent up.

vanessa.c






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