Easter fucking sucks this year.

no family to celebrate with.
no bbq.
no easter egg hunt.
no confetti eggs.
no new babies to "Ooh" and "ahh" over.
none of my mom's potato salad! D:
none of mommom's fruit salad. D:
no pretty dresses.

:'(

someone needs to put my mood swings in check ( Read more... )

edward called me around 10:30 to tell me he was arrested. [he didn't know that while riding a bike, one must obey traffic laws] i've been doing what i can to get him out. Since he skipped out on bail last time, he needs a co-signer. (that would be me) If I co-sign, I'd be responsible. If he skips out on bail this time, I would owe the bondsman ( Read more... )

This is the part I hate about living here.

Ariana's birthday is on Sunday the 14th. And I can't make it to Corpus until the 22nd! :'( This sucks.


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Kitty died on Thursday. He drowned. It's still all very overwhelming, so it will be a little while before i can talk/blog about it.

RiP My sweet.


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 I miss my daddy. I miss knowing the man that he was when I was a little girl. I miss not knowing about his addiction. I miss being oblivious. Thinking that my dad was the best, most handsome, smartest dad in the whole world.

Thinking back on it, I don't know what I was thinking before I knew. Wasn't it odd to me that he'd dissapear for weeks on ( Read more... )

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i've just concluded this series of emails with my mom. she has no email ettiquette, and i dont want to fix it.

From: Lori
To: Randie Lynn
hey chickie poo....guess who i saw yesterday????  YOUR DAD !!  BUT NOT WHERE I WANTED TO SEE HIM....AT SHITTY ROBERT'S HOUSE.....JUST THOUGHT THE NEW WIFE GOT HIM OFF DRUGS, HUH????   I JUST LOOKED AT HIM AND SHOOK ( Read more... )

 I think I've finally realized why my sleeping patterns have been ... well, absent. For about the last week or so, I'll get home. Sleep, and wake up between 10 - 10:30 a.m. Just like I've had a restful night's (or in my case, day's) sleep. And have been unable to sleep the rest of the day ( Read more... )

 I've decided that I'm the glue that holds my family together. And moving here has caused my family to become, well... unglued. 
Normally I wouldn't think so highly of myself, but I've been doing some serious reflection. It's the only thing I can think of. The family fell apart after I moved. And even more after papa died. It's ridiculous. 
Things ( Read more... )