breathe in.. breathe out

Feeling: glum
holiday unlimited my father started it. a group of kids who would skip school and just hang out. they had tees printed up and planned parties n shit. and i get in trouble for little shit. but i guess all of his siblings do that too.. freak out about little shit.. and the fight about everything.. no matter how trivial... about to beat the shit out of each other and an hour later be fine with each other.. it;s so confusing to try to know when it s a game or not. it;s usually too late when u realize its not a game. its a mind fuck.. sometimes i win but not often... it's hard to figure out what is a joke and what;s a rule.. thats prolly why im always getting bitched at.. o well
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so some pics cuz im bored::
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