i dont know. i dont feel amazing but i dont feel awful. im just in between. i am not happy. i just feel like something is missing. i dont want to go to orrientaion by my self. i dont know. there is nothing to look forward to during the day/week. just to sit around and wait to go to work for three hours and get shity money. i want anouther job but im picky and sometimes i might get more hours but i never know!
i think ihave run out of tears.
i watch what a girl wants and cry.
stop yelling. im not gonna take it anymore. bye im leaving if you start to talk about elliott being such a bad kid. and if you take my car i will find a way to leave. i wouldnt really care if he left anyway. ya would you rather have a clean room or your kids to be scared of you and not to be around you.
im a mess.