it's getting late, and i can't sleep. im at dave's again tonight. my parents called earlier and demanded lizzie and i come home, so we did. i snuck out though because i couldnt stand to be around lizzie any longer. she's a real bitch when she's drunk. dave is crashed out on the couch and i cannot even begin to feel tired. i have to work at eleven ( Read more... )

im over at dave's now. we're watching 8 mile. eminem kicks ass in this movie. sometimes i wish i could just live here with dave, forget about my responsibilities, forget about everything that's going on. my parents put way too much pressure on me to live up to something i can never be. my dad is the principal at Wagner, and my mom is the school ( Read more... )

so i didnt end up using last night. i went over to dave's, who is clean, and watched die hard, and drank a couple of beers. we hung out until about eight in the morning when we both crashed out. i didnt wake up until three and by then i was an hour late for work. dave drove me to work and fat albert was pissed. i worked all day at walmart until i ( Read more... )

it's 4:12. i need a hookup. it's been too long. four days. liz is passed out on the bed. she's so pathetic. she can't even go one day. i found her pill bottle an hour ago. it's half empty. she's not even trying. my mom's paying for her treatment, and she doesnt even care. she doesnt eat anything. she just takes xanax with her vodka and diet coke. ( Read more... )