How come everytime I'm in a good mood my family just feels the need to ruin it?
I swear it's a game to them.
I think they're all a conspiracy.
Like one giant group of assholes God uses just to make me sane.
Cause if they weren't like this then I probably would be.. well I don't know actually.
I could've been anything if things where different.
I could've had less of a backbone.
I could've been a total bitch.
I could've been a major slut.
Anything.
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