she's always trying to prove me wrong, and always trying to bring me down.
she may not know it but it's true and i'm sick of it and i wish she would stop.
i'm hungry but i don't want to go downstairs, cause going downstairs means seeing and maybe talking to her, and we aren't really talking at the moment. but i'm hungry, so downstairs i will go.
i need to do homework.
i need to clean my room.
i need to find my camera.
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