What a crappy evening. Well. Not all of it. But a large chunk of it just makes me want to say "Fuck You" to the world ( Read more... )

This week has gotten off to an incredibly shitty start. My mother has been in a perpetual state of drunken-ness since friday. Rebecca has been mad with me since friday as well, but she won't tell me why. She didn't return any of my phone calls. I saw her yesterday morning, and all she said was "Good morning," and she said it with as little emotion ( Read more... )