Aug 17, 2004 15:03
All I have to write about in my journals is how annoying my family is and how much I hate old people diseases and I feel like such a stereotypical bratty and whiney spoiled teenager.
But...
My family really is being hell to me at the moment.
And old people diseases really damage my will to live.
And... I have no money, no TV, no air conditioning, no mailbox, no current videogames, a broken refridgerator, and a nice long list that shows how much I'd love to have a little bit more.
The little bit more I'd enjoy is 300 bucks a month so I can be without pain and for Heather to get the fuck out.
For a doorknob with a lock and key, and the privilege of being allowed to lock my door. Or to even CLOSE it when I have friends over to keep Heather away.
I just want some peace and comfort.