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You Are Guinness
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Today, I read my younger brother's live journal from start to finish, and what I got from it was disturbing. Apparently my little brother's been suicidal. He writes some terrible things about how my mom and Kevin treat him, how he's not welcome in their home, and that he's terrified of never being able to make new friends when he goes away to ( Read more... )

What kind of terrible person do you have to be to feel so alone in the world? My family is abandoning me for the third consecutive Easter. Big surprise? Not exactly. I'm not a priority to my family, either my mom's side or dad's side. I don't really know why that is. With the right encouragement I'd be so much more than I am. I think about ( Read more... )

My birthday rules because these events occurred on it ( Read more... )

So last night, I was a Desperate Housewife, complete with monogrammed apron and all. Afterwards, I called Tyler, and went over to see him. He acted like everything was fine, and he kissed me like he meant it. Maybe I should recant everything I said because I think I am wrong. We shall see.

So my step mom is losing her job at the end of the month, my mom is having hip replacement surgery in 3 weeks, and I'm super depressed about just about all aspects of life. Great. I don't even know how I'm going to tackle these things. It may be best to live life day to day, but eventually you realize that even that can get difficult. I'm ( Read more... )

So the first day of spring greeted Oxford with snow, not daffodils today. The frigid air, frozen tears, and generally disgusting day mirrored my frozen heart, and generally disgusting feeling from day 1 of a period. Awesome. I just love that. I think I'll be much better when I break up with Tyler because my heart isn't in this relationship. It ( Read more... )

I realized that as soon as school resumes from spring break that I have 7 weeks until the start of my senior year of college, and that means grad schools and job searching. Oh holy shit I think to myself, as I rummage through my bureau drawer in search of clean undergarments. I start crying at the very thought of getting accepted into grad ( Read more... )

Wowza, batman! Haven't updated in about a year...maybe I'll get back into reading/writing these things to get my feelings out.