Miss.High Maintenance
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"Listen I'm my own person, I don't have to listen to your bullshit over and over again, I'm 17 and can handle my self, if I wanna do whatever I wanna do I will, and there's nothing you can do about it!" I scream at my father
"Arabella, look at you, since you met this stupid boy, you changed, your not the little-"
"First of all he's not stupid he's more of a man than you ever were or would be, I haven't changed I just grew up, you should try it sometime" with that I walked off and never turned back.
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The Text
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Okay im a smart alek and ill admit it but wouldnt you be to if you were 17 ,had a bad job, annoying classmate,annoying crazy teachers, a newly adopted sister, a horrible ex boyfriend that you have to be assigned buddies with on a bad camping trip and a pregnant tent mate , heres a tale of teenage anguish and humor heres a tale that might make you go oh my gosh , heres the tale of my suckish craptastic life .
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