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tears-of-boredom · 1 year ago

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some teens are squabbling in the parking lot. the sounds carry to my window annoyingly clearly. one of them is probably our neighbour,, they're like 2 years older than me. someone's constantly shaking a spray paint can, but never actually spraying it.

for some reason my body has decided that todays not a good day. the sounds are really fucking annoying. but if I close my window the still air will feel just as bad.

i dont like how old i am...

i wish I had gotten to grow up at my own pace...

im really tired. what day is it. wednesday. how has it been only two days.

anytime I speak to an adult about how im basically just waiting for the day i get to move out so i can start to heal finally, they say that its a very long time to wait. i tell them that ive been waiting for 8 years now, and that few more will mean nothing. they still insist that its a long time. they never fucking believe me.

one time I mentioned to an adult that i wanted to move to canada when i became 18, because of the marijuana laws. she thought this was a bad idea, and said many words that amounted to "smoking weed bad for you". she that like i didnt know of the health risks. said it like I hadnt researched the topic thoroughly already. like i hadnt already weighed the pros and cons of it. like I didnt know that theres actually very little research that has been done into the side effects of marijuana. like I didn't know of the concept of edibles.

they think of me as a naive child and still expect me to know what kind of further education I'll choose.

i think i might just do a hail mary when i get enough of this. move to a southern city, away from here and them, and either stay afloat or sink finally.

for some reason the adults seem to think that theres no reason I shouldnt be able to heal while living at home.

okay I dont even know where im going with this anymore. sorry.

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