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A Fine Line - Between Chaos and Creation

Everybody seems to think I'm lazy; I don't mind, I think they're crazy...

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Day Nineteen (Aka: The Anger)
It's days like today where I just get so tired of it all - the anger, the frustration, the arguments, the accusations.

You make me so angry, accusing me of things that aren't true, and not listening to my opinion if I try to defend myself. And if I ask you to leave (because I'm so angry), you just claim it's due to your being right and my having no argument/being backed into a corner.

Well, I'M FREAKING SORRY I HOLD A DIFFERENT OPINION TO YOU. Apparently my opinion isn't valid, though.

I'm apparently extremely close-minded, you know. Also all my opinions are just parroted off of my parents.

I hate this, and I hate you sometimes, too.

But the thing I hate most... is that I can't blame you or hold you responsible for this.

And then I hate myself for hating you.