May 04, 2005 01:36
I met deb's boyfriend today. He's alright. If he
makes her happy, that's all that really matters. I can't really say
much about him. Tomorrow we're supposed to contront ashes, if she's
working. I've been sitting here debating on what i'm going to do with
my life. So far, nothing. I need to grow up so bad but i'm just not
ready to. I have to get a job, fix my car, move out, get a lover, pay
bills, and i'm just not ready. I wanna be a kid still. I still want to
live for free. I want to go out to the club every weekend and not have
to worry about gas and getting in and food and drinks. I want to be
able to drive anywhere i want and not have to worry about will i break
down. I just don't want to worry anymore. I don't wanna worry about
money, my friends, my family, myself, and anything else that crosses my
path.
I want to go out and have fun. I don't want to work
all the time and come home to sit in my bed alone, watch tv, then sleep
and repeat the next day. I wanna be able to sleep in late and do
whatever. I'm tired of trying ot deal with everyone elses problems too.
I'm tired of worrying about when i'm supposed to
take juleah to get her learners, when i'm supposed to get a job, when
my car's going to break down, when debbie's going to need my help to
make her stop crying. I love my friends to death and it's hard on them
being friends with me i know. Because one moment i just need time to
myself but that same moment i want them around. I dont' even know
how to put that.
There are few that i'll put life on the line to help
them. Actually there's one. Debbie. She's my life. I'm scared of
growing up for the most part that i might loose the most valuable
things in my life. Because i'll be too tired or busy with work. I just
can't handle this right now. Now isn't the time i need to drop out of
school, have my car break down, have my parents steal my money, have
drugs around me at all times, not be able to see debbie when i need
her, have juleah need me to fix her god damned problems, to hear from
ashes, to listen to jo-joe talk about absolutely nothing, to have to
worry about whether or not i have to kicks his ass out of my house. I
don't need all this now. I need Debbie to tell me to do. She has no
idea though, and i know this. She can't help me. As much as i love her
for trying but this is too much for her and myself to handle. I must
force myself to do this on my own, i just hope she can be there to
catch me because i know i'm going to fall.
I've been smoking like crazy to pause the tension
and stress of all this. I'm trying not to cut. I think i'll just pierce
myself. Bye