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Mom's finally home. She loved the surprises. The cats have been spraying like crazy. It's disgusting. We have to get rid of them. It sucks. They're great cats, but they're male and that's what they do. Chester didn't reek though. Chandler just started and it's so gross.
If only we were responsible and got them spayed. Sarah talked to a vet and they said that even if we did get them spayed, they will still spray.
I wanna go somewhere. I wanna go play. I wanna go ice skating with Sarah. I wanna go back to the beach. I wanna go to a gay coffe shop. I wanna go to a club. I want to do something with her. But here I am, talking to a blank screen once again...talking to...who? Sarah's sick. We think she might have pneumonia. Fucking great. She has all the symptoms and her breathing is horrible. I wanna do so much with my life. I wanna lose weight. I wanna be able to fit into a 32. I wanna by a medium. I wanna stop drinking soda. I wanna eat healthy. It's so hard though. Soda is so cheap. We can't afford something healthy. It''s fucking 4 bucks for nmilk now. There's THREE fucking taxes.
I wanna be a kid again. Not a creepy kid though. I wanna go back and change EVERYTHING. I wanna have fun again though. Being crazy with Kelly. Still be friends with Dani. Not have been so weird.
But what can you do now? Nothing.
I'm afraid I'm going to lose my job. I called out twice cause of the shit that's going on and today i left early cause I threw up. It's just been horrible.
We can't do foster care. Sarah works for DES, moms healthcare. A Place To Call Home doesn't and hasn't worked with DES. And they're the only ones who called us. So now we have to sell everything. But I wanna keep all the accessories...for later..just in case. But maybe it's a good thing. We're all not capable to bring a child here.
I just want a good job working with kids or animals. But all those jobs dont pay much. Vet..nah, no living. Social worker..Idk if I have the mental capability to handle that and go home and forget about it(keep home and work sep.) I can't keep anything like that in my head. Heh.
I can't wait to see my mom and dad. I miss them so much.
I miss so much. But I have so much here. Does that make sense?
If only we were responsible and got them spayed. Sarah talked to a vet and they said that even if we did get them spayed, they will still spray.
I wanna go somewhere. I wanna go play. I wanna go ice skating with Sarah. I wanna go back to the beach. I wanna go to a gay coffe shop. I wanna go to a club. I want to do something with her. But here I am, talking to a blank screen once again...talking to...who? Sarah's sick. We think she might have pneumonia. Fucking great. She has all the symptoms and her breathing is horrible. I wanna do so much with my life. I wanna lose weight. I wanna be able to fit into a 32. I wanna by a medium. I wanna stop drinking soda. I wanna eat healthy. It's so hard though. Soda is so cheap. We can't afford something healthy. It''s fucking 4 bucks for nmilk now. There's THREE fucking taxes.
I wanna be a kid again. Not a creepy kid though. I wanna go back and change EVERYTHING. I wanna have fun again though. Being crazy with Kelly. Still be friends with Dani. Not have been so weird.
But what can you do now? Nothing.
I'm afraid I'm going to lose my job. I called out twice cause of the shit that's going on and today i left early cause I threw up. It's just been horrible.
We can't do foster care. Sarah works for DES, moms healthcare. A Place To Call Home doesn't and hasn't worked with DES. And they're the only ones who called us. So now we have to sell everything. But I wanna keep all the accessories...for later..just in case. But maybe it's a good thing. We're all not capable to bring a child here.
I just want a good job working with kids or animals. But all those jobs dont pay much. Vet..nah, no living. Social worker..Idk if I have the mental capability to handle that and go home and forget about it(keep home and work sep.) I can't keep anything like that in my head. Heh.
I can't wait to see my mom and dad. I miss them so much.
I miss so much. But I have so much here. Does that make sense?