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When I think of my depression, I always think of Lestat. Because when I get depressed I get extremely depressed. But it never lasts for very long.
So in short, I'm okay now.
And I'm thinking you all might want an explanation?
Well I'll start with MY CITY. New Orleans ... it's my FAVORITE fucking city, and that damned hurricane came and destroyed it. I can't type out all of the damage because I'll start crying again. Yeah ... that's right ... I shed tears over the loss of a city. Well guess what? New Orleans is worth every tear. I would gladly cry until I die if it could restore that city.
And then my parents started in on me. The KNEW how upset I was because of New Orleans. They knew enough that they were hiding the news from me. So instead of cutting me a little fucking slack, they decide to yell at me over stupid shit. Then my dad said that if I want to go to Ryan's party I have to go late, and leave early because I always fucking have to, they want me to miss the limo ride, and that's the best fucking part of the whole thing! And my mom won't let me spend the night because Ryan is a guy! fuck that! she's known ryan for years! we'd be in different rooms!! She's an idiot.
And that's all I feel like typing.
Toodles.
So in short, I'm okay now.
And I'm thinking you all might want an explanation?
Well I'll start with MY CITY. New Orleans ... it's my FAVORITE fucking city, and that damned hurricane came and destroyed it. I can't type out all of the damage because I'll start crying again. Yeah ... that's right ... I shed tears over the loss of a city. Well guess what? New Orleans is worth every tear. I would gladly cry until I die if it could restore that city.
And then my parents started in on me. The KNEW how upset I was because of New Orleans. They knew enough that they were hiding the news from me. So instead of cutting me a little fucking slack, they decide to yell at me over stupid shit. Then my dad said that if I want to go to Ryan's party I have to go late, and leave early because I always fucking have to, they want me to miss the limo ride, and that's the best fucking part of the whole thing! And my mom won't let me spend the night because Ryan is a guy! fuck that! she's known ryan for years! we'd be in different rooms!! She's an idiot.
And that's all I feel like typing.
Toodles.