My sister picks me up from school and i try to tell her about my day, but she doesn't listen because she 'just woke up'. LIKE WTF.
I don't bother talking to my younger sister cause she's all pissed off and shit (puberty y'know).
I figured that my mom would listen to me, cause we've always talked, but she comes up and i try to talk and suddenly she starts about... towels. So i (of course) get angry and i go into my room, slam the door and get behind my computer.
I start typing this freakin' journal, but then i realize that no one seems to CARE.
I wish i had some kind of robot thing so i could talk to it and it would say "hmm" or "i understand" or something, but that, my dear readers, does not excist. Or at least that's what i think.












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