May 24, 2004 19:26
sometimes i love him so much it feels like i'm being ripped open from the inside and cut into tiny bits.
that anoying girl that talks too much named chantal, but not by choice.
that girl that none of you really know, because you'd have to understand my life before you could even know me. you'd have to understand what it's like to treat your mother like a child and keep every personal thought inside of your head because you have no real friends that you can talk to. you'd have to understand what it's like to be insulted and abused by your stepfather every day of your life because he hates you like a little kid hates the attention other people take away from his mother. you'd have to understand how to deal with two people who are so lost in their own minds and glasses of liquor that you don't know who they really are.
i don't know myself.