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it had started to rain, but we didnt care every word that was spoken held onto the air |
| my mom expects nothing from me. everything i do she expects it to be the worst thing she has ever seen. and then when its really good she finds something to critize. i could compeat with her and win. but i'm more mature then that. so as of now i have to sit and listen to how horrible i am at everything i do. and how she thinks i'm not going to graduate until i'm 25. |