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| Current music: | My tears and sniffles |
I can't stand this shithole anymore. I wish I was 18 so I could leave. It has now, more than ever, come to my attention that my mother sucks. I can't stand her! Apparently, in another entry I wrote something that she didn't want me to. And "I embarassed her and my family". She needs to get over it. It's not my fault that my brothers annoying friends look at my journal and they find somehting they think they should tell my mom about. Maybe if they weren't so fucking nosey. Then, I get the third degree about...well, what if my uncle decided to look at my journal, or any other family member, what would they think? Oh no! They might think badly of me, or even worse ::GASP:: they might think badly of my mom! Well FUCK THEM! I do what I do and they can't change that. I though that by having this journal I could express myself and not have to worry about being judged...gues who was wrong again!? My brother is over here fucking spazzing out about a stupid game that he can';t win. Who cares. He's 14! he's a fucking moron. When I go tell my mom that he is gonna break the computer becayse he is hitting it and banging it, it gets turned around to "Well, with the kind of things you are using teh computer for, I don't care if it gets broken." ::turns to my aunt:: "She thinks she can run little smut sites on MY computer." ::turns back to me:: "You're onlytelling because you hate him. " Guess what, I DO hate him but he's braking the computer that we are sposed to share. Me and him got it for Xmas last year to SHARE. I never get to use it, I'm always stuck on this peice of shit. She has no right to call anything I do "Smutty". I wrote something in my journal that she thought was "smutty", it WASNT. It was the answer to a fucking survey question. If other people think it was "smutty" of me to say, TOUGH SHIT, don't read it then! I fucking hate this house liek you wouldn't even understand. If I wasnt afraid of pain, I woudl have killed myself already. She has no idea what is going on in my life. The worst part is, I can't even talk to her about it!The only people I have to talk to are my friends, and it is not even gauranteed that they will always be there, or that they will even care. I don't know what t o do and I just wish I could die. And if you take this to be "drama", FUCK YOU.
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(Anonymous)
2003-07-26 16:48
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i wuvs u...talk to me...me love u..im always here...well now i am...come play w/ me...me misses u :*( (Reply to this) (Thread) |
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(Anonymous)
2003-07-27 22:07
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Parents suck...no doubt yo....take my word for it. Single parent; younger, destructive sibling. 'Dont take care of him yourself, come to me when he's bothering you' combined with 'Hey I dont want to be your referee!' really sucks. I bet you get that too. But i have to admit, my parent never browsed (or allowed others to browse) and subsequently judge me on my personal journal and thoughts. That really sucks. But take it easy... things could always be worse... look up though, because it also could always be better. When it comes back around, she'll get what she delt out to you. If need be, take back what she takes for granted, like percentages of paycheck, lack of lock on door and hygene of self. She'll learn. (Reply to this) (Thread) |
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(Anonymous)
2003-07-28 15:27
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cryssie boo ..
i'm so sorry to hear about all this honey .. i really am ..
if you ever need anyone to talk to, i'm always here for you sweetheart .. you kno that.
you kno my number .. and the cell is always on .. don't ever hesitate to call, no matter what time it is.
and if you ever need to get away, you're always welcome here.
i love you babygirl
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