Runaway blonde has the only way to for pay for bed and board

You know what? I'm over 18 years of age. I shouldn't have a curfew anyway.

Don't you dare talk back to me.

Look, if you can abide by my rules,

then you can find somewhere else to stay

because I don't want you running around God knows where with God knows who

doing God knows what all night long.

Yes, sir.

Come on, Shannon, wake up.

You're failing school, running with the wrong crowd, and fucking up your life.

If only your mother was here, she could help you.

Why did you have to die, honey, and leave us all alone?

God, I hope you're where something bad happens.

Please help me, Lord.

I've had just about enough of my dad's bullshit. Who in the hell does he think he is anyway?

I am so tired of his shit. I wish my mom was still alive. She would be on my side

It seems like ever since she has died dad has not been the same ever. I just can't believe it

He has a nerve to try to tell me what to do. I'm over 18. I'll do what I feel fuck him

What I can't believe is how worthless my friends are not one of them would put me up

Just see what happens when they ask me for a favor, maybe I should just go home

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