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Wow. That is really sad. I hope they don't get divorced. My friend's parents are divorced, and she is ....strange. Not bad strange (she's overly nice) but, it's still really scary.

Ah, Bella...
I'm so sorry to hear that. I really am. I can only hope that it gets better for you in the future. You seem like a really nice girl.
You don't deserve any of this.
...except for the money and laptops. ^.^

...And I only hope my life doesn't turn out the same way.
My dad and mum fight a bit... And sometimes I think they're gonna get divorced. It seems like that a lot nowadays. But, my dad's confusing. He goes from being a jackass to awesome.
Like the other day, I was getting my mom's laundry out of the dryer for her, as usual. She told me that I only had to get it out of the dryer. I only had to hang this one thing up.
That's just because I help her more than anyone else in my family.
Anyways, when my mom said she needed something when she was getting ready for work, [she works third shift], I went to get it for her. Then when I go into my dad's room, him and my brother are folding up the clothes. My dad says "You know, you can help do this, Hannah. Y'know, help out a bit? Like you never do?"
THAT hit me hard.
I do wayyyyy more than that b***h realizes.
I do stuff when no one's around, because I work better like that.
Heh, my brother probably takes all the credit for it.
They both take all the credit for what me and my mom do.
One time, I did the dishes [there was an assload; a whole load to unload and a whole load to fill, AND like 5 pans to wash. I do them all, and it took me, like, an hour.
Later, just to see what he'd say, I ask "Who did the dishes?"
...Of course, he takes the credit.
I just walk out, not saying anything. Fuming my HEAD off.
Then when my dad gets home, he asks, "Who did the dishes? Jared?"
"No, I did them."

There are so many other things I can rant about...
Sorry for writing so much sweatdrop

I've been in a situation sorta the same. My parent ( months ago ) were fighting to the point my mom walked out. We didn't think she would come back. At the same time I did and didn't want her to. Just keep your head high. Think of the positives.

Now that happens to me all the time. My dad says "Did you feed the cats" And I say yes. But he insists that I didn't even if people saw me do it. He says "STOP LIEING OR YOUR GROUNDED" I just wanna tell him "I did do that so suck my balls."

I didn't know who you were at first.
I was getting used to the pink hair. >.<

It does suck, but its getting somewhat better.
But one thing that ruined my day was when that guy posted that and I saw it.
I dreamed that night that I found out who he was in real life, and sued him for being a jerk-face without feelings for other people.
And then, I punched him in the head and he fell into a thing of cement.
The cement stuck to his hair so now people call him cement head, and he has no real friends.
Buttt, that will never happen.

My best friend said he was a jerk.
I have half a mind to delete him from my phone book.
I removed him from speed-dial though. biggrin

I think I need to take up boxing to vent some of this anger.
Cause I already hate the consuler my mother made me and my sister go to. All we did was paint in the first session. >.<
Mine turned into a bunch of flowers for some odd reason.
And lately, all I draw are flowers and squggles.
WHAT IN THE WORLD DO THOSE HAVE TO DO WITH THIS ?!?!!?!?!???!!!
Gahhhhh.

I'm off to check my email. >.>

Dam -- anyway my life sucks too --
Good luck with yours