It’s gloomy. It seems like there’s no end to winter. I dont get along with my sister. I dont like my family. God, why did you have me born with this dysfunctional family? Why do we do the things we do? I hate it. I think you’re very creative but sometimes your creativity seems like a whole jumbo puzzle. Whyyy???

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