Aug 11, 2005 17:52
Im slightly dizzy from the percocets that I just got. 30. 30. My ankle hurts, my doctor won't make up his god damn mind, and I am trying very hard to stay positive in spite of my shitty situation. I have to go to court in September and I am being charged with a felony 2nd degree of taking a motor vehicle. (shaking head and staring blankly at the screen) Yeah.
I am very nervous about getting surgery. Stupid, stupid stupid. Jordan is my soul mate. Jordan helps me through everything Emmotionally, and physically (Jordy get my sticks!!!) My heart hurts a bit. Mostly from retarted fights with my adolescent mom. There is no love that is ever going to be good enough for me. So I just get all butt hurt about my Mom and cry, and cry, and I feel 16 all over again. Then I want to call Rochelle and have her be the superman she used to be for me. All the reasons have gone away, but the feelings never did. I am doomed. Anyways, my aunt moved to Italy to be a counselor at an Army base. How exciting. My little sister is gorgeous and loves me so much. I always have her, and thats a damn good feeling. With out Brian and Sandra, and grandma I would be so bad off. Thank you so much for everything you three do for me. Totally the parents I've always been looking for, and always needed.
So I sit on my ass and watch Roseanne, and Daria. The history channel is neat too. But nothing is going to stop me from seeing Tegan and mother fucking Sara at Bumber shoot.
I love the stars.
and pretty much you just need to stop shopping at QFC and shop the safeway.
I had a dream of the day where everything, everything would come together.