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Wooo this week has been hell.
I've been depressed out tha frame and I have no idea why. Crying like crazy. Every fucking night. I hate doing that shit.
BUT
I think it's gone now. I slept today for 9 and a half hours after school. I didn't sleep well last night because I was worried about my friend Austin. Kay so I'll tell you the story...
He used to live with his dad. His dad started beating him. He moved to his mom's. He came out to his mom(omgzzz he's gay?! yes. get over it.). His mom started verbally abusing him. Now she's being a total bitch and said he got two b's on his report card because he's gay. And he's grounded. And she took his straightener away from him because "it makes him look like a fag" and yes those are her exact words.
Bitch? Why yes she is. Anyway so he called me crying hysterically last night and told me how she threw her sprite at him and it spilled all over his favorite shirt. And she said she wished he had never been born and she was asking God why she had to have had a gay son. So we talked a bit, cried together, and decided that he can't live like this. So we're gonna work at getting him in a foster home. Even if it means we won't get to see eachother much...It's what's best for him. So that will be our project for the next few weeks is finding the right place to go to for him.
SO after that...I didn't sleep at all last night because I was worrying about him and what his mom was doing to him. But then he told me this morning that his mom was out hoeing it up with all the rich old men until 5:30. What a fucking bitch. I hope she dies and rots in hell.
ANYWAYS. So this week has been a bitch. But hopefully tomorrow will be much better and make up for everything. Blake is coming over at about 2 and we're going to go rent some movies. Then we'll watch them, snuggle, whatever and then my mom is taking us to SPOM to see Brooklyn UK play. We'll stay there till late and then probably take him home.
Well I think this entry is good enough. I'll catch you guys later.♥
I've been depressed out tha frame and I have no idea why. Crying like crazy. Every fucking night. I hate doing that shit.
BUT
I think it's gone now. I slept today for 9 and a half hours after school. I didn't sleep well last night because I was worried about my friend Austin. Kay so I'll tell you the story...
He used to live with his dad. His dad started beating him. He moved to his mom's. He came out to his mom(omgzzz he's gay?! yes. get over it.). His mom started verbally abusing him. Now she's being a total bitch and said he got two b's on his report card because he's gay. And he's grounded. And she took his straightener away from him because "it makes him look like a fag" and yes those are her exact words.
Bitch? Why yes she is. Anyway so he called me crying hysterically last night and told me how she threw her sprite at him and it spilled all over his favorite shirt. And she said she wished he had never been born and she was asking God why she had to have had a gay son. So we talked a bit, cried together, and decided that he can't live like this. So we're gonna work at getting him in a foster home. Even if it means we won't get to see eachother much...It's what's best for him. So that will be our project for the next few weeks is finding the right place to go to for him.
SO after that...I didn't sleep at all last night because I was worrying about him and what his mom was doing to him. But then he told me this morning that his mom was out hoeing it up with all the rich old men until 5:30. What a fucking bitch. I hope she dies and rots in hell.
ANYWAYS. So this week has been a bitch. But hopefully tomorrow will be much better and make up for everything. Blake is coming over at about 2 and we're going to go rent some movies. Then we'll watch them, snuggle, whatever and then my mom is taking us to SPOM to see Brooklyn UK play. We'll stay there till late and then probably take him home.
Well I think this entry is good enough. I'll catch you guys later.♥