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[Jul. 25th, 2006|01:34 pm] |
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| | king of the rodeo/kings of leon | ] | i hate my mom so much sometimes. she makes me feel so useless. i do so fuckin much to make our living situation the best it can be and if i forget one little thing she just goes off and it puts me back in a state of mind that i havent felt in a long time. i miss just being happy and having a good time. my birthday is a day after tomorrow and i feel so sick. i just want to slept it threw. my dad isnt going to be home either. hes on a "business" trip although his coworkers call my house looking for him. i feel like no matter what i do, i can never be good enough. i havent felt that way in so long. my best friend came back form nyc yesturday. i hung out with her last night which was fun but im not aloud to go out and see her again tonight because my mom cames that im a fuck up and i need to get my proirities straight. all because i didnt fold the fucking towels. and happy fucking birthday and i fucking love you too. |
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[Jul. 18th, 2006|08:57 am] |
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| | home | ] |
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| | drained | ] |
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| | mates of state/along for the ride | ] | i made this journal to get out all of the built stress i have. its like a big weight that i hope to lift. for some reason, i feel uncomfortable expressing my self or even opening up about my problems with my friends, i just feel like i would be complaining. its not that i dont talk to them about stuff, i mean they ask and all, but i dont call them up every time i feel like im going to cry. right now, my parents are getting a divorce and we are all still living in the same house bc my mom does not have enough money to move adn my dad just wont. my dad isnt the same. this divorce has turned him into a selfish man who doesnt care about his kids, only the support he has to pay us. my friends know about that. but another big thing that im dealing with now is trying to overcome bulimia. only my very best friend knows and she is across the country right now. well i guess thats the purpose for my journal in a nut shell. |
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