Your fights get worse every single day. Sometimes they’re over each other. Sometimes they’re over your day-to-day struggles. Sometimes they’re over me. You never agree on anything, and both of you take your anger out on your family and friends. It makes me afraid to go home and lately it makes me afraid to exist.

I want to leave reality. I want to vanish forever, away from the consciousness that you both hate each other so much, and everything relating to each other. Maybe if I disappear, you’ll at least be able to turn that hatred off, if only for a moment.

That would make me happy.

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Dear Mom and Dad,

dearmeat:

I graduate college in nine days. Can you just pretend to be proud of me? For just one day, smile and tell me that you are proud of me for being the first person in the family to pursue a degree. I’m sorry that my graduation will take away 2 hours of your life. I’m sorry I’ve decided to go to law school thousands of miles away from home. I’m sorry that my big day is meaningless to the two people that mean the most to me.

-The Graduate.

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