v.

[repent]

I love how obsessed this place is with sex! Jesus, if they want children so bad, buy a home-science kit or something, all this family norm bullshit is beginning to piss me off. Break free, kids! You don't need an education or a white picket fence to have a fulfilling and happy Domesville life! School ain't all it's cracked up to be. Though man, if that stuff'd counted towards my grades back in the day, I probably wouldn't have dropped out.

V-Day in a week, and it's amazing how much I do not care. It's such a Hallmark holiday — do they even have Hallmark here? But I already bought myself a box of incredibly overpriced chocolates and that's the only Valentine I need. Though I guess if they're giving away free flowers I'm gonna take advantage of that.

All that happens around here is people fighting, people fucking, and people talking about fighting and fucking. Which sounds awesome in theory but it gets kiiinda monotonous after a while. Can I go home yet. And I mean, how long have we been here, and has anyone got pregnant or died yet? I didn't think so! It's like a sitcom or something, at the end of the day everything just resets to the way it was.