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| Mom: | GO TO YOUR ROOM |
| Brother: | that's not fair |
| Mom: | DO AS I SAY. |
| Brother: | You never send Lizzie to her room when she's in trouble!! |
| Mom: | Lizzie never leaves her room. If she were in trouble I'd make her sit in the living room or go outside or talk to human beings. |
| Me: | I CAN HEAR YOU. |
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I think I’m going to kill myself ! I fucking hate my family and my life ! I’m sick of being called fat and ugly no wonder I cut myself, no wonder why I’m never happy !
