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[blackrose_777]

so im on andrew's lap top again. he's cleaning his room. im boreder than fuck! i can't find my story, the one that I've spent the last three years writing. it was on my computer before the fight, but becasue it was password protected and my rents couldn't read it, they threw it out. i thought that id saved it on a disk, but the disk won't read in any of andrew's computers, so all ny work is gone. i had a hard copy of it, since Im not stupid. however, i can't seem to find that. so i am pissed and crying and i just don't know what to do. i spent three years off and on writing it, it was half finished... and now all that work and effort is gone. and i am up for writing more in it. i don't know what to do. Im miserable just thinking about it. so i am not going home to night because i am angry anew at them and i don't want to be in their house. i can't wait until I move out so that I can unpack all my shit and find everything. i just want a place of my own where my things will be safe.

im trying to go down to my sister's this week, but its still up in the air. it depends on if my car works or not. i feel like im going crazy with graduation announcements and collage aplications and course discriptions, etc. I just want a break. but when I do get a break, or a chance for a break, there's nothing to do, or andrew doesn't want to do anything, and since I don't have a car, he is my only resource of recreation. i hate that, and im sure that he hates that. but thats my life. thats it.

i guess thats all for now. i'll talk to you peeps later.

bethany rose