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  <title>Demotivation</title>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 03 Sep 2009 13:45:27 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Bah.</title>
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  <description>&amp;nbsp;I was nervous. Now I&apos;m happy to go to work. I have a feeling it might just become my escape.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anything to get the fuck out of this goddamn house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At this point, she can go ahead and die of Cancer. I am done with her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bring on the work, please.&lt;br type=&quot;_moz&quot; /&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 29 Aug 2009 04:37:43 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>I give up.</title>
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  <description>&amp;nbsp;If this is my last journal entry I ever write I won&apos;t be surprised. I just spent about 45 minutes being physically attacked and told how awful I am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am an awful daughter.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am a selfish, hateful, spoiled little bitch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cant&apos; love anyone other than myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will be alone forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want you out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All you can do is hate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And she attacked me. And he defended her. Her. Not me. I read somewhere once that the love for a child overcame the love for one&apos;s spouse, but that&apos;s not true. There is no love in this house, not anymore. I find that maybe she&apos;s right. Maybe I am that awful person she screamed at me that I am tonight. I&apos;m fat. I&apos;m lonely because my personality drives people away. All I talk to is a computer screen. Even if I have a job, it took me four years to get one, that makes me pathetic. I;m a college drop out. Hell I was almost a high school drop out. She wants me dead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am a horrible person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And like it&apos;s always been, there&apos;s never anyone here to hold me when I cry. I dont&apos; remember the last time she did. Everytime I&apos;ve cried with her from the time I&amp;nbsp;was a small child on up, its always been &amp;quot;here comes the dramatics&amp;quot; or &amp;quot;ohh LOOK at the waterworks&amp;quot;. She&apos;s mocked me. Always mocked me. And he does nothing. I don&apos;t CARE if he&apos;s torn between us. He does NOTHING. &amp;nbsp;He LETS her say those horrible things to her and then HE goes downstairs to comfort her. Her. There&apos;s no one here to help ME. No one here to help me ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just me to sit here and think about how I am a horrible person. A horrible daughter. A selfish, spoiled, hateful little bitch who&apos;s never and never will do anything worthwhile with her life. Who will die alone and fat and unloved.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She was right.&lt;br type=&quot;_moz&quot; /&gt;</description>
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