I hate hate hate it when other people are right. Not right as in, I told you so right. But the before the fact right. I recently talked to someone about my "real mom" issue and it not pleasant. I tried explaining how I felt and I was countered every time with "That's not a reason you shouldn't meet her, that's an excuse." And its the truth, when I ( Read more... )

monopoly.

things to do;

get costume for brookes party.
get drunk.
kill a bitch.

my life is rough.

and so the countdown will resume, seventy nine days

soooo i just got back from floridaaaaaaaa. its kinda depressing, for only being there two days i never wanted to leave. everyone i met was really awesome, and really nice. howeveer, i am never flying again ( Read more... )

My following week will be ( Read more... )

what do you say to the woman who calls herself your mom who left you for thirteen years and just shows up.

i was supposed to find out last night.

ive been drunk since.

every step of the way.

"How unbearable at times are people who are happy, people for whom everything works out."

for some reason, unknown to myself, whenever i talk to brooke, i have an epiphany. we talked, of course, and caught up. and i just realize all this stuff ( Read more... )