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ohh yay i love the bright eyes. i got a pretty damn good spot to look into his eyes, the few times he would open them. beautiful. you know how sometimes when you see a band live and they dont sound as good? well they were great, sounded just like the recordings. so we got to the door and the guy tells me, "oh no, you have to go upstairs, you have the seats." so i started freaking out because mel and everyone got the floor. so he let me go with them thankfully, and we got really close, and mel let me stand in front of her. so i was in the second row, i could smell connors alcohol every once in a while, and it was great.<3<3<3<3<3<3<3<3<3<3
blahhhhhh. fuck you mom. fuck you so much. yea, yesterday i was going to get my shots and we were sitting in the room after i got them, waiting the half an hour, and i ask my mom for gas money. she asks me how much money i had and i told her a dollar. so when i thought she was going out to the bathroom, she went out to the truck and LOOKED THROUGH MY BACKPACK, MY PURSE AND MY WALLET. yes, i was very pissed off. of course i didnt know til later when she asked me who buys my smokes. i wouldnt even talk to her. well, we got in the truck and she asks me for a cigarette. WTF. so i get them out, give her one, then she starts reaching for the pack. uhh no. she says "i want two", in a very crackhead way. no. then she drops me off at mels, and says "i have one more question and if you dont answer then i'll find out myself." ohk so what? "whats in the box?" she pulls out my altoids box. i say "thats my razorblade mom." and she says, "no, the pills." ohk obviously she already "found out for herself." jesus h bitch.
dont get to go to friday night freak show, halfta go to dads. dont get to drink tonight, hafta go to dads. fuck me. fuck me.
blahhhhhh. fuck you mom. fuck you so much. yea, yesterday i was going to get my shots and we were sitting in the room after i got them, waiting the half an hour, and i ask my mom for gas money. she asks me how much money i had and i told her a dollar. so when i thought she was going out to the bathroom, she went out to the truck and LOOKED THROUGH MY BACKPACK, MY PURSE AND MY WALLET. yes, i was very pissed off. of course i didnt know til later when she asked me who buys my smokes. i wouldnt even talk to her. well, we got in the truck and she asks me for a cigarette. WTF. so i get them out, give her one, then she starts reaching for the pack. uhh no. she says "i want two", in a very crackhead way. no. then she drops me off at mels, and says "i have one more question and if you dont answer then i'll find out myself." ohk so what? "whats in the box?" she pulls out my altoids box. i say "thats my razorblade mom." and she says, "no, the pills." ohk obviously she already "found out for herself." jesus h bitch.
dont get to go to friday night freak show, halfta go to dads. dont get to drink tonight, hafta go to dads. fuck me. fuck me.