"Sam's sister is having a real hard time dealing with the loss of her father."

I don't know why everyone assumes I'm fine with it.

Working at curves is awful sometimes. It's like having 200 extra nagging family members ( Read more... )

The days just get longer and harder. I'm supposed to graduate soon, but every time I walk towards the bookstore to buy my cap and gown I turn around and walk back from where I came. I can't go to graduation. I can't go because he can't go. I fear I'm going to have a breakdown when they call my name. I can't hear the name "Balogh" said on a ( Read more... )

I feel like such a cliche movie or something.
I'm smoking and drinking whiskey by the shot. (hah!)
and reading crazy books on philosophies that no one believes in.
I feel as though I'm losing myself, and becoming someone else.
I guess I sold my soul.
Although I made no money off of it.

Please stop telling me my dad is in a better place ( Read more... )

My dad passed away Sunday.
I can't take much more of anything.

I cut coupons out, sort them, but then I don't use them ( Read more... )

Dacey is so pretty that I sometimes wonder if I am a lesbian.

School is nothing but a trap. It's a jail cell for the mind ( Read more... )

Living in my own house has been wonder-fucking-ful ( Read more... )