There are times when you feel trapped...
Restrictions upon restrictions are piled on you till you want to scream your throat raw or shatter glass or throw things clear across the room....
I feel like that now.
I hate my bloody life and I don't know why there's a 12th grade. Weren't 11 bad enough?
And that too during my so-called "sweet-sixteenth" year. Nobody understands and NOBODY cares....
I would be swearing if I were allowed too...
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