I can't wait until I live alone. In another drunk tirade, my stepdad muttered things under his breath to my sister about being mean to my mom or whatever. My mom defender her, and then she left the house crying. She moved back here to go to college but couldn't handle the constant **** he does when he's drunk, as well as seeing my mom drunk. I hate alcohol.
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Your eyes were never yet let in to see the majesty and riches of the mind, but dwell in darkness; for your God is blind.
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