Luck...It's Hiding
Usually when i'm this down, I can pull myself up somehow some way, But I can't anymore, I have hit an all time low. Luck is not in my path anytime soon. I'm letting all my friends down if i can not make it back to michigan soon. Im hating it here in california. It scares me. where in a bad area, Wondering day by day if yiour whole family is going to be okay, is not cool. I hate it. I'm 3,000 dollars short of going home. I have no idea how to get it. I sold my life away when i sold my beloved horses. I have nothing left to sell. I'm stuck and I don't know how to get out. I need a Miracle, I need luck to struck me, Just this time, just so i can make it home.. So my brothers can make it home. Everyday is a struggle for them, even in school, where it use to be safe, is like a battlefield now. :/ we need a miracle :( ... It woulda been nice if myspace was working, so i didnt have to wine in this journal. But my heart is shattering, i have nothing left to write in but this journal. ::long sigh:: All i can hope for, Is tomorrow will be a better day.