a dying man in a living room.
Wednesday: mom found out that i took pills a couple weeks ago. worst day of my life. snuck out of the house at 7 and took a bus up to the mall. my mom came and picked me up at 9:30. i got screamed at then went to my room and fell asleep. Thursday: People came over for thanksgiving. i really hate that holiday. its so boring and all you do is eat and talk. and i cant fucking go anywhere either. Friday: got in a fight with my mom. got really upset. told her everything (im so fucking stupid for doing that) she let me go to the mall. met a kid named ben, finally saw sam after 2 months and didnt see jason. i probably should give up on him since i never see him :-\ and i don't know what to say if i decided to call him. um came home after the mall and fell asleep because i felt sick. Saturday: woke up at 1:30p and it is now 3:38 and i haven't done anything yet.
i feel like going somewhere real far and staying there for a week.
i feel like going somewhere real far and staying there for a week.