If you've figured out my secret code title, then, you must know the language of the miserable. I feel so sick to my stomach it isn't even funny. I don't know what the hell is wrong with me. I mean, My sister, My mom, and me, almost ran away today, because my step dad is such a stupid p***k. I don't know. FUIHFHVDUFVBRYGTGERAFVRGUB TRGVTY NYHGVNERHYGFRDSDHGRFGVRFWSIDJ32 I feel all scribbly again! JUST I DON'T KNOW!!!!!!!! I miss Eric. . . I neec to talk to him... Both of them, the one whos like my brother and the one I'm madly in love with... I mean, the one whosl ike my brother is having another surgery, and I miss him terribly, We haven't talked in so long.
And the one i'm in LOVE with isn't online and hasn't been since Friday.. I miss him so much. I need someone to talk to...ever so badly. So if anyone wants to talk to me. [yeah, right..] I need it....more then ever, I'm going to be selfish, and ask for help.... So.... Help me... If you wish, I mean, I doubt it.
OWIE! CRAMPS! Zomg!~ I'm going to die... I swear to god. I need to talk to Quinn... but, I don't feel like loging on to Y!IM So....I'll think---OW! Okay, I need advil and water and everything... <3 I guess.
CHOKETRENDKILL · Mon Nov 20, 2006 @ 03:43am · 17 Comments |