No Rest For The Wicked
I got no rest this weekend. I'm in so much pain. I wanted this day to end as soon as it started. I don't see any reason to put on a happy face. I guess I'm just glad that the stress hasn't killed me yet. Oh yeah, I went to a family gathering yesterday. There where a few unfamiliar faces in the mix. I thought that I was going to go crazy. Someone said, "It's the drugs talking". I told them what the voices where really saying. "Just unload on them all". Needless to say, I just ignore those voices. My Mom is shoving Job Corps stuff at me. My Step-Father won't stop asking me when I'm moving out. It seems like all I hear is, "What are you doing after High School?". Why can't we focus on the time being? Anyways, I think I'm done raving for now.
So Good Bye,
Dustin,
Jessica,
Salina,
Tracy ($#@% You) JK,
Nicole,
And everyone else I missed
Love Aaron,
So Good Bye,
Dustin,
Jessica,
Salina,
Tracy ($#@% You) JK,
Nicole,
And everyone else I missed
Love Aaron,