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Seriously, fuck this shit. 

Ugh, dude, fuck this shit. I HATE living at home so much — my mom nags at me like there is no end in sight, it’s so annoying. For example, I left yogurt out in the living room after cleaning the entire kitchen and wiping it down and everything and she yelled at me to come down and clean it, so I was coming down. And then she kept yelling, and yelling, and yelling (I was upstairs putting her towels away because I did all of the laundry and because she threw a bitch fit about how the towels were arranged). So I came down and asked her to stop repeating the same thing, and all she could do was to keep crowing and crowing. 

    Ever since she started going to therapy, my mom is always saying “respect my feelings” and shit, and yet even when I articulate mine she ignores them, completely, in favor of her own.

    And then my 58-year old bio-dad tried to get in a fucking pissing contest with my 15-year old brother about taking really really heavy boxes down the stairs, trying to emasculate him. This house is fucking pathetic, both of my parents are so wrapped up in their own issues that they can’t be proper parents. 

   If I wasn’t moving out in the next two weeks, I would literally kill myself.

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this is what I want my new haircut to look like

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rookiemag:

Quick question: how many pictures of adorable doggies have you looked at on the internet today?

The answer is always “not enough.”

Anna

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I was there, slightly to her right.

death-ray:

Alice Glass smoking a joint.

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I want a cat, and not to be allergic.

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Getting back into Radiohead

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