It's the last straw.

That's it. I can't handle it anymore.

I've tried. God knows how I've tried.

But I can't stand her anymore.

I'm updating my resume today, then going job hunting. God, I hope I can find a job, then I can move out, away from her.

If I can't I'm going to apply for welfare, or something like that.

But I can't stand it...her...anymore.

Bloody Sunday.

I hate Sundays.

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Rosie.

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