Transylvania
"Drink from me and live forever, drink from me and live forever..." I bet Gackt doesn't even know he's quoting the bible here. XD;
Aven and her sister went to the movies and Lori's working until eleven again. So I stole her headphones. ^_^ I have my own, but hers are cool and good, and mine were about five dollars and got bent completely out of shape in my backpack. -.-;
Speakig of Lori, she got a CD shaped package in the mail today. It came right after she went to work, so she doesn't know yet. I think it's Samuel Holland and I want to open it when I look at it to see what it is, so I'm ignoring it. XD; She was so excited when she found out he wasn't dead. ^_^;
Last night my mom called and talked to Lori's mom for a very long time, and I didn't talk to her because I fell asleep on the couch. Lori woke me up at about two in the morning and told me that my mom said she was okay with me staying here, and she found something that if she had known about sooner, she would have gotten me into therapy sooner. It makes me want to cry. I have no idea what she could have found that made it any clearer than it already was. I still have scars on my wrists. Not many and not dark ones, but still. And the word "found" implies she searched my stuff. I keep thinking of all the stories and pictures in my box at home that I left. If my mom went through that box, I swear I'll never talk to her again.
I guess the thing that's most bothering me is that this whole time everything important has been my mom telling Lori's mom telling Lori who is a good enough friend to tell me. Not once has my mother voiced all of her concerns, or even tried to talk to me first. Even when I was in Connecticut and Lori was in Maine, it was over the phone and IMs that I was finding out everything. She was supposed to call today to talk to me and still hasn't.
There. I'm going to erase that now. Thank you. Let's just say I was expressing my frustration.
Will you make it all a little less cold?
Aven and her sister went to the movies and Lori's working until eleven again. So I stole her headphones. ^_^ I have my own, but hers are cool and good, and mine were about five dollars and got bent completely out of shape in my backpack. -.-;
Speakig of Lori, she got a CD shaped package in the mail today. It came right after she went to work, so she doesn't know yet. I think it's Samuel Holland and I want to open it when I look at it to see what it is, so I'm ignoring it. XD; She was so excited when she found out he wasn't dead. ^_^;
Last night my mom called and talked to Lori's mom for a very long time, and I didn't talk to her because I fell asleep on the couch. Lori woke me up at about two in the morning and told me that my mom said she was okay with me staying here, and she found something that if she had known about sooner, she would have gotten me into therapy sooner. It makes me want to cry. I have no idea what she could have found that made it any clearer than it already was. I still have scars on my wrists. Not many and not dark ones, but still. And the word "found" implies she searched my stuff. I keep thinking of all the stories and pictures in my box at home that I left. If my mom went through that box, I swear I'll never talk to her again.
I guess the thing that's most bothering me is that this whole time everything important has been my mom telling Lori's mom telling Lori who is a good enough friend to tell me. Not once has my mother voiced all of her concerns, or even tried to talk to me first. Even when I was in Connecticut and Lori was in Maine, it was over the phone and IMs that I was finding out everything. She was supposed to call today to talk to me and still hasn't.
There. I'm going to erase that now. Thank you. Let's just say I was expressing my frustration.
Will you make it all a little less cold?