Just had a brief spat with the female parental unit.

Ah, I wish she'd slow down and mellow out.

She does too much.

Sometimes I feel like all I am is a walking target.

Sometimes I want to hurt her so much.

Sometimes I just want to cry.

I wish Mike would phone. He said he only had to work for an hour. He said he'd phone back when he got home. Now it's almost been two hours.

I just want to cry like a baby.

But not while my parents are around.

They're so fed up with me, they'll both start yelling.

Sometimes I feel like I have no allies anymore.

Everyone's gone, everyone is gone...

I am alone.

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Rosie.

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