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Kind of sad when my own girlfriend doesn’t even want to talk to me. I stress about everything its not because its natural, but everyone likes to pawn their problems off on other people. Especially my parents, they always come home in a bad mood because of their job, and they come and yell at me. Like what the hell did I do, anyways I ask my mom to pick me up once and she throws a fit and she told me I am lucky I am 16 otherwise she would hit me. Thats where I just wanted to get out of the car on the highway and just die, I’d rather just die than be abused.