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>that feel when I'm literally a bastard
>my parent were 19 when they made me
>they were just friends from school
>they didn't expect a kid
>when I was born, they tried to make a family
>they were always arguing
>when I was 4, my father couldn't take it anymore
>he left us
>my mom found a boyfriend
>he was terrible to me
>he was abusing me
>my mom didn't believe me
>a year later she finally broke up with him
>year after year she was raising me alone
>she found another boyfriend
>he was good to me and her
>but he has a problem with alcohol
>he likes to drink, even though he usually tries not to
>my mom cries when he's drunk
>but he's really nice when he's sober
>she's too old to find someone else
>she's really nervous and has a stressing job
>she shouts at me often
>a lot
>I am a school clown
>I laugh when someone tries to offend me
>everyone thinks I have a good life and can take on anything
>even though I'm hurt inside when someone calls me names
>I try not to show it and just laugh
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