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Anne,

It sucks when when friendships have to end. But, I am done. I hate being lied too. I hate being used. Fuck it. We're done. Enough about that. I have been worn out lately. People are coming to look at the house and we are getting ready for my mom's surgery. It could be 7 weeks that I am pretty much stuck here with her. Doing all the cleaning and cooking. God, that makes me want to barf. I dont mind taking care of her, it just frightens me that I will have to do everything. My dad is so fucking picky. It is going to be hard enough just to get stuff done let alone done to his satisfaction. Why didnt I run away to minneapolis when I had that chance? I am so dumb sometimes. I want to stay home this weekend, but then again I dont. I hate being here. I have fun with bob but I know I have worn out my welcome there. He is like me, he prefers to be alone. I really miss having my own place. I wish my parents would just go away for the weekend and leave me alone. Better yet I wish I had the money to go and spend the weekend in a hotel. It has been far to long since I spent time alone. Josh lost his job, so we wont be going out anytime soon. I saw him the other day though and he was doing better. Not so upset. He asked if I wanted to go out and I said no. Which wasnt true, but he doesnt need to be waisting what little money he has on us going out for a few hours. He brought me over a bunch of snoopy stuff.


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