I don't know what to say, really.
We got some free pizza at speedway.
I'm really quite sick of living like this.
And i think it's kind of funny that i don't think I've even said what's going on.
At least on here.
I guess i should.
In case anyone reads.
But i doubt it.
I could come back and look when it's over.
Always good to be able to make sense of what's going on.
The Thursday after fish tank massacre, my father kicked us out.
We're still looking for a home.
It doesn't look very good right now.
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