what comes up, must come down
So I guess I don't stand a chance. It sucks, but it doesn't hurt like a lot of shit thats been going on. Don't you hate when you have like a perfect time for a while, then all of the sudden, EVERYTHING goes wrong. That's whats happening to me. I haven't been though so much shit after perfection since November 23rd. I hate where I am, and frankly if it wasn't for one thing I would be in NYC right now, and I will always hate myself for that. I'm going there, just it'll take a couple more years when I've been bitching and moaning my whole life. Anyways, my parents had credit fraud about 2 months ago, and their accusing me. I hate feeling like the world hates me, and I hate feeling accused. HELP!