Not moving to Candia.
WOOOO!
I'm gonna be living with my dad, Mel, and josh.
Things are gonna be better now.
I've mentioned before that it takes a lot to make me angry.
But, I'm starting to get closer and closer to spilling over.
Misinterpretations. Obviously something I love.
But to be totally honest, I'm getting a little sick of them.
My intentions are good.
Why does everyone doubt that?
I miss everyone who is in Buffalo.
Corey and Kenny, two of the people I depend on the most have been gone for less than a week and I'm already stressing.
Pathetic.
Definitely sitting in McDonalds while writing this.
At least creepy flirt guy isn't working right now.
"I think you just missed your dad."
Awesome, you shouldn't know who my dad is...
Frustration, pointless emotion.
Lost in transition.
What a seemingly false fact of living.
My head is weak,
my heart always speaks
Before I know what it will say
Tuesday, April 27, 2010
Monday, April 12, 2010
opinionated emotions, false accusations.
Moving to Candia May first. With all the hicks and potheads.
Joy.
I was supposed to have a meeting with my family tomorrow, to discuss living with my dad.
There's no way my mom will let that happen.
I can feel my solid ground turning to quicksand.
God. Help us, please.
Joy.
I was supposed to have a meeting with my family tomorrow, to discuss living with my dad.
There's no way my mom will let that happen.
I can feel my solid ground turning to quicksand.
God. Help us, please.
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