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color o teh day:
brow streaked with an earthy green and gold
smile
so yeah.
i havent even thought about writing in my journal.. Untill now.
bwah.
my dad's telling me to "reconnect" with Willow.
wel i have somthing to say to that....
SCREW HER!
everybody's always tell me
"she's the only mom you'll ever have!"
or
or...
or somthing like that!
GEAH!
"mom" is a tital you earn!
and she just went and threw that away.
well poo poo to you, Willow. Sucks to be you. you have a new family, now.
with a whooping total of 3.
her family went from...
18
to
3.
SERVES HER RIGHT!
i jsut realised somthing else, too.
I have no right to be typing this out, and venting to you.
poor you.
oh well.
it's your choice to read this, you knew the risk.
yeah.
about the tital.
my dad seems to be confused on it.
it's an "oh wow" to how much i've been forgetting latley.
(like who i was going out with, that i should write in my journal, and how old i am. yes. jsut the other day i realised that i'm 14... and that i've been 14 since december. talk about delayed reactions.)
not on "oh wow" to how depressed i am.
now that we have that sorted out, i have to go to bed.
i hope that i can sleep tonight.
tchao! whee
 TheMusicNote · Tue May 19, 2009 @ 05:21am · 0 Comments |
