Dec 19, 2003 16:53
i kicked about 9 holes in my dresser. now my mother wants to take me to a shirk. fuck. i cant deal with my thoughts. i cant keep up schoolwork. i cant think straight. nobody's out there!
so my lovely candace is back. she wanted me to go somewhere with her tomorrow, and of course im grounded for staying at anthony's last thursday night.
britney was smoking bud at lunch. i was envious. candace wants me to smoke bud with her tomorrow before the movie. oh, my luck. i have to stay amidst the madness and do it soberly. fuck me.
i think ill be crying before anthony can hold me. the one good thing, and i have to suffer here without him... (soberly again, might i add...)