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It’s literally the worst thing in the world that could ever happen to me. I feel like I’m living in one of those horror novels where everything just gets worse and worse and worse and worse until finally the guy gets killed and everyone screams, and it’s horrible and ugly and gross, then it’s over.
That’s, like, literally my life right now.
So what would you say if I told you that Mom took my phone? Notice I didn’t say her phone. She doesn’t even pay for the stupid thing. Dad does. But she said that as long as I’m in her house, she can take my stuff whenever she wants to.
Well, we’ll just wait and see about that because Dad got me the phone so I could be in touch with him. And seriously, isn’t this how, like, dictators start? They burn all the books and keep people from assembl
