Not in the mood

Sometimes I would like to run away from here, It's not that I hate living with my family but when you're going to be 20 it's like as if you need somewhere far away from them to live. I have been expecting for almost twelve years to have my own room. I've never be allowed to put a poster of someone important in my wall or not even paint the walls. It's like as if I live in a hotel. Actually I'm living in a kind of hotel. Because this is not my parent's home, it's my grandmother's. I know something for sure, this isn't going to change until I find a job and be able to pay for a flat or whatever.

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