Comments | my_soul_onpaper: a good day can never last, can it?

my_soul_onpaper

a good day can never last, can it?

Nov 02, 2005 22:09

After school today I ran my errands and then went with Presley to the mall for awhile hen back to his house to watch the begining of the West Virginia game. That was all good. It was a good day, I drew all over my arm because there was alot of creative juices and no sketch book and I was drinking Jones Soda all day. It was awesome. I got home ( Read more... )

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night177 November 3 2005, 07:14:22 UTC

I didn't get your text until way later(when I called) so..yeah..I would've talked to you about it. ...but really..I don't think you should really *do* anything. What's with the whole waiting for your dad to get home to quit? If she was really interested in quitting she'd be a little more pro-active than that I think. So yeah...I don't think you really have a place in it and if you do try to get involved or say anything to her about it ..things will just get heated.

my_soul_onpaper November 3 2005, 20:49:07 UTC

Well basically, my mother is the weakest person I have ever met. Which is one of the reasons I so strive to be viewed as strong. She cannot do anything alone and gave up trying years ago. She wants me to be supportive but I would have to believe in her first and if I was to be supportive that would mean getting into many many many arguments with her that I don't know that I can take right now. It's fine. I don't even really remember you calling I basically just said fuck it yesterday and went to sleep. I am already at ends with her and she hasnt even quit yet. I came home early because I feel like shit and she went to the doctors at like 2:30 and gets home, wakes me up, and tells me to go pick up Alex; even though she was just out and it was on her way. If I have to deal with the same shit that I had to the first 3 times she quit I don't know that I could really deal with it.

babybear11404 November 4 2005, 00:49:58 UTC

fun fun all over again huh...Love you Jess... <333333 Call me if ya want

my_soul_onpaper November 5 2005, 00:15:37 UTC

I love you Jenny, you're there for me even when I am a million miles away. I'll call if I have major problems, promise.

Lyas,
Jessi

EVERY DAY IS ALWAYS DIFFERENT anonymous December 20 2005, 11:30:47 UTC

EVERY DAY WHEN I WAS UP NORTH, I WOULD WAKE UP AND THINK---WELL, WHAT WILL TRACY DO TO ME TODAY? THERE WAS ALWAYS SOMTHING. MONEY, PRESCRIPTIONS, TAKE ME TO DOCTOR'S, WHATEVER. THE FIGHTING WAS UNBELIVEABLE---I HAD TO REMOVE MYSELF FROM EVERYONE, OR I WOULD BE DEAD FROM THE STRESS. I WAS A PRISIONER IN MY OWN HOME. AFRAID TO LEAVE, AND AFRAID TO STAY. I AM SO SORRY THAT I HAD TO SELL THE HOUSE---DIDN'T REALLT WANT TO---HAD TO, TO GET AWAY FROM ALL THE AGGRAVATION, DOING ON MY OWN,. AND GOING BROKE AT THE SAME TIME ( ... )