So, I threw away all the garbage and recycled all my drink bottles - still have some caps. I have to like put away some things, more laundry. What else? Neaten up some things.. See if I can rearrange some things. This is really stupid. I'm taking more medicine, need to vaccuum.
So, I stopped. I saw something on the floor, small, oval-ish, reddish brown. I saw it crumble. I left the house, and my dad flipped me off in his tone but acted like he didn't and I kinda left in a mean way but not like loud. I just felt bad and it happened. I didn't say yes I want to talk to you. I was just mad knew that I wasn't safe.
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