• i know. i just might shoot myself. [[so you can't when i tell you]] anyway. just got back from bowling. it was fun. yay for bumpers. two strikes and three spares. * * * * * * * * good feeling's gone. "we have an open-door policy in this house and that's how it's going to stay." bitch. i can't even shut my bedroom door. it's MY damn door. "we're not SPYING on you..." well what do you call reading my diary, monitoring my every move, controlling everything i do? ah, for fuck's sake. she's coming to NYC with us. i just might die. Chloe, Kel, keep me fom strangling her, will you?

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