Sunday, April 8, 2007, 10:58 PM

Apr 08, 2007 22:58

Dear Journal,

Kinda late to be writing, I know, but I couldn't sleep. The baby is turning me into some kind of insomniac. Whoever said that only happened after the baby was born, never had Tim Darchon's offspring in their womb. I'm getting worried. The baby gets stronger everyday, and everyday I don't utilize it's power, I hurt. And I don't mean the regular, morning sickness hurt. No. I mean pain. Rip you in two pain. I think this baby is trying to tear me apart.

But at least Tim and I made up. He's going out with Ty now, and I couldn't be happier for her. She deserves a great guy, and though he has wandering eyes, Tim really is a good guy. I just hope he doesn't break her heart, because if he does, I'll kill him, in the cruelest manner possible.

Well, time to try to get some more sleep.

Sincerely,
Phoebe

PS. Happy Easter.
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