Uncategorized — A. @ 9:38 pm

>Marilyn Manson - Slutgarden

So much shit has been happening, I can’t fucking write it all. The number one development is the FUCKING HELLA ITCHY rash on my legs got so itchy I couldn’t stop itching it, and now my legs are bleeding, my dad doesn’t care and will not take me to see a doctor. Such fucking empathy. He loves his money more than me. It’s sad but true. If he learned anything from Mommy Dearest, his mother whose relationship with him borders on incest, it’s that money is better than people, better than anything. Better than love, better than health, better than empathy. Him, and his bankrupt ersatz morality sickens me deeper than the deepest stagnant pit at the bottom of my soul. Fuck him and everything he stands for. I’m not doing anything until he realizes I have needs.

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