this is a fuck you to Donne, My mom, and John for looking at my journal. Seriously, thats fucked up that you have to come here to look to see if i've done shit. Donne, i thought i could trust you and i thought you were cool/nice. Mom, fuck.you.period. You all have just proven to me that i can't trust anyone in this world, not even the ones that love me most. Ha, this is messed up, and you should know better, end of story.