I’ve been kidnapped to happiness. I’ve been away from my house for the better part of the past three weeks, taken hither and thither by the terrible twosome that now rule my life.
Mother is being an almighty pain in the ass. I really don’t need to be treated like a child when I’m 23, living on my own, and supporting myself. I’m sorry that I’m not at the place that saintly brother was when he was 23 but he’s always been special now, hasn’t he?
I want to be fucking special for once.
