i miss my sister.


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i hate waiting. i'm waiting for my mom to make dinner so we can go to target. or maybe angel will call me back. and waiting for like 5 million other people to call me back. it's not that hard to answer when i call. i love being avoided.

( because i'm that bored )

i almost feel better. except that my throat feels like it's on fire. i talked to my sister yesterday and this morning. she's coming home next saturday. then sunday she has to get ready to start school again. she's going to be a senior. weeee ( Read more... )

you'd think i'd be numb to you hurting me. well i'm not. but oh well.

so i've been really sick the past few days. my fever was up to 103 last night. and i just fell down the stairs. hah. i hate this. brooke and i still need to finish off that bottle. i love her. it's nice to have someone to talk to finally.

stop being so mean to me. i didn't do anything to deserve this. i am sick of crying.

so i'm home early. plans fell through but still had a fun time driving around with brooke and holly. tomorrow we're going shopping then drinking the bottle of jager we bought tonight. hah.

i love feeling invisible. thanks.

my mom went to the store today to buy milk this morning. she brought the bags inside and was on her way out to work. within a few minutes someone stole her purse out of the car. it was at like 7 in the morning. that makes me so mad. we have this stupid creek down the street where all the little ghetto kids go to smoke and drink. and they are always ( Read more... )

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i hate this.

I'm gonna try and make you laugh. And if I can't, if it just hurts too bad, then we will wait for it to pass and I will keep you company through those days so long and black. And we'll just keep working on the problem we know we'll never solve of love's uneven remainders, our lives are fractions of a whole. But if the world could remain in a frame ( Read more... )