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I'm so cunfused!!! Aaahhh!! Every little thing hurts me emotionaly now!! And I take everything to have a hidden meaning, when I know that it most likely doesn't. But yay! I can drive! I can drive a standard! Yay! All over the place! Um.... Dont tell anyone but I sit and class and play with my nipples. Some people stare at me... and I wink at them. I think I scare them. Yeah.... all three. sometimes I even rub my shirt up and start caressing my body. That get's people attention. I think I'll be a stripper. Or a sheet of sandpaper. I dont wanna be sober no more. But It's good for my mind. I wish I could understand everything, and fix my problems. We're so much alike, my brother and I. 'cept he's got a black eye and a cut on his brow from being hit in a fight between KT and hisself... which he doesn't remember cause he was drunk. I'm tired of breaking up their fights. They get so rough ,though, that I need too. I hope I dont grow up with my mother's traits. She's a bitch whore. I dont wanna be like her. Intruder to the left! Intruder to the right!I miss the days. Watching Quent. movies and her laying on my lap. I didn't care if I was uncomfortable, and if I couldn't see the screen... all I cared for was her... is her. I'm losing it. Spin. Hanging lamp. Noodles. Vegetablespray. Sticky Floor. Spoons. Not enough memories. I need to make more.