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Smart slut

Where the fuck do I go next?

     So, let's back it up the trip was so much fun. Beside the guard girls being 5-star bitches. #fake. The trip was educational. What I mean is I learned nothing about the actual place but, I learned a lot about myself. Wow. I held a baby gator! Now I want one... When it came to guard drama it was center around three girls. Wise, Red, and Rachel. *eye roll* Yes, she is back and still a bitch. So apparently everyone and their brother hates Red. Yet Rachel and Wise were being fake with her the whole trip. Lots of shit talking. Keynotes if you're Christian, take the Jesus notch and turn it down by 100. 

      I spent most of my time with Chance and Nickie. Shocking, gasp, wow! I'll explain later how that one decision fucked me hard. But hanging out with them was so much fun. Laughing, smiling, and tea all around. Magically comfortable. Them telling me I do not need to buy more candle which I still think is baloney. I need my candles. Not to mention Chance and I kept walking in fucking circles. Only because I had to walk to the right and a step behind him. I know it's stupid but if we walked any other way it was gross and weird. I stayed really happy the whole time, ya know until Rachel decided to open her mouth. Just mind ya business. But when I got home things got crazy. Shit hit the fan. I told Kate what I did like I always do. Well, that didn't go over well. Kate and I were arguing all week. We couldn't stop and it seemed like it was going to be the downfall for us. Lots of things were brought up, old stuff, new stuff, things I knew stuff. At one point I was called "fake" another, I was getting snappy. We were both angry and hurt and just tired. We fixed the problem, for the most part, I believe. But did I think hanging out with them would cause such a stir? No. I really didn't, I didn't think about how it could hurt her in such a way. I knew she wasn't fond of them but I never thought about how dramatic the effect would be. All I knew was I'm single, I feel great about myself, and I'm not looking to get into anything anytime soon. All I thought was "let's have some fun." Because that's what you do when you're in a city that's known for fun!

     Anywho, I told mom what happened because what don't I tell her. Apparently in the eyes of her lesbian sex is okay but "real" sex is bad. I think that as long as I'm smart about what I'm doing. I'm okay. The other night mom said, "I gave birth to a bunch of sluts and only one of them is smart." I reminded her that I'm not Jean, of course, I'm going to be smart. What am I? Blonde. One-night mom and I were watching 'The Duff' and the scene where Toby Tucker throws Bianca onto the table came on and mom yells "Oh dear god! It's my daughter! I shouldn't be watching this." My first reaction was "Ma?!"  while looking over at her just to see her laughing. Unamused. 

     Recently Jean has been pushing all of my buttons. And not in a good way. This girl recently threw a steak knife at my ribs randomly then laughed. Also, she stole my eyeliner so naturally I went to go look for it in her room. Well, I told mom to join me in case she had something of moms. Well, when looking I reached up and felt around on a ledge I couldn't see. I felt something big and hard. I picked it up to see what it was, just to see it was a big purple dildo. I screamed. I ran to mom and showed her and she just laughed. How did she? I know the girl is fucking but god damn. Bitch disgusting. I was disgusted, confused and pissed I didn't find my eyeliner. She's also been adding her opinion and her thoughts. She is everything old people hate about the younger generation and honestly, I thought when she went into the hospital, she'd fix her shit. Nope, she went to the hospital and flirted with the crazy people. Just to get out and post saying that she's out of the hospital and she's still depressed. She's not depressed. She's a trend follower, she wants attention. Her 'friend' group is a bunch of 'gay' kids who live with their grandparents, and aunts who don't care about them so they don't check on them. Jean wants that, Jean is actively searching for a bad life and no support. I tell mom to put her ass on the front porch for the night to see how she likes that. I also said to take away her phone. Jean doesn't get disciplined, she doesn't get grounded, her shit took, whooped, nothing. Hell I made an email account to play club penguin and momma beat my ass and I was grounded from everything. I still get the most disciplined. Like How?! For why? I can't stand her.

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Ps. Apparently after you graduate you're supposed to make babies then come show your teachers your creature.