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Sep 22, 2005 00:56

The hospital keeps phoning my mother. Asking how I am, I'm not supposed to know. They continuously tell her, Sarahs been raped. Something bad has happened to her. Asking my mother who could have done this to be. Who lives in my house. Who has before. Man, nobody understands. No family, no boyfriends, no moms boyfriends. If one says yes, its not rape. Get over it assholes. Lies, all lies. Cunts

Anyways, Ali left yesterday, Darcy left the weekend before. My therapist hasnt called. (THANK FUCKING GOD) even though I probably need one. I tried telling the truth to those assholes, they fucked me around. Now its all lies from here on..to them at least. I probably should take my meds, I moved up to 40 MGs, or I could take the bottle. (not) ..moms drunk. I want to cut...and I'm sorry for posting such personal shit on here. I wouldn't want any of you to think I'm seeking attention, I just need to vent..so fuck off :)

I have roaches left, smoked my last joint with ma. Dannys asleep, he has work in the morning. - HAH it is morning -_- who would have guessed. I think my insomnia is back. Thats okay though considering the jewelery box is not full of jewelery, its full of sleeping medication. A variety of course.

I want to go to a rave this weekend, because I'm deprived. Or maybe I'll take my chances for old times sake, and get drunk at a bar. Then wake up in a bush somewhere. Afterall it always ends in a tall fucked up tale :)
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