How about instead of buying yourself new fucking MP3 player and computer, you help me pay for the college I can't afford Mom?

Or maybe you help Dad pay for anything for Chris and I?
Or maybe you could pay Dad back the fucking 10 years of child support you received while we were living with our father?

How about that?

I'm really excited.

I got up early and actually ate a real breakfast this morning.
I got a job I interviewed for in the Registrar's Office.
And I did really well on my Bio exam today.
I took a deliciously long nap after lunch,
and I don't even mind that my eyeliner is smudged.

Just because you're hurting does not give you the right to hurt someone else.
Especially a friend who was trying to maybe make you see the situation from a different point of view.

Like maybe the view that there are other people in the world than you and your fucking boyfriend.

Oh yeah, and I signed a lease for a townhouse next year in

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Damnit.
I am such a stupid girl.
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And I can't believe I'm such a moron for believing his crap...again.

Things are really a whole lot better.
Stress level = waaaaay lower.

Basically I'm really happy.
And I love my friends and my family.

I hope that love is more than enough present to make up for lack of material Christmas gifts?
AKA. I'm POOR.

Hah.

MERRY THREE DAYS BEFORE CHRISTMAS!

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My Dad told me to take as many pictures of Ringo as I can.
Because he's probably not going to be around much longer.

And now I'm crying again.
I don't want to put my puppy to sleep.

I'm glad Andrea is coming over now.

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