Fuck anyone who makes their kid work 11 hours a day.
If my dad tried to do that to me I would run away.
Damnit.
My friend needs to be texting me back.
And I want cider. Best thing ever.
I'm like, in love. Severe issues. Wish I wasn't like this.
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