Sorry I still don’t have a journal so please bare with me on this.

When I tell you I don’t want to go home, it’s not because I want to hang out. It’s because I am scared to go home and I’d rather be anywhere but there.
I am sorry i was being a jerk, and I even apologized. You said you were okay but you didn’t talk to me and you didn’t listen when I tried to tell you I couldn’t go home.
Next time please just dump me somewhere or let me out of the fucking car. Otherwise I’ll jump out.

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