she had to out kurt... like asif he has done anything bad to her... i hate this family... my mom is a hypocrite.. fuckin bs... seriously

 

all because hse caught me with a clove.. a fucking clove.. doesn't constitue as a cig... but she can call it what she wants...

 

bullshitto

dont ask i'm even really that mad... upset yes... but not that mad..

wither than the fact that i might be grounded for the next 3 years...

ohh well... summer will be here soon enough.

layin off the opiates.. is an idea.. stop for a while like i use to... only problem i have way to many on my hands... maybe i'll sell them...

i dont want to give them to my kurt though casue well.. i figure we can lay off them together... he'll help me. he protect me... somwhat save me..

shit this sucks.... wonder what i'm gonna do now.

wonder if i can get out of the house for job shit..

they dont believe i actually want a job.

well fuck them. i want a job. i want money i want a car. i need the money though. specially if i plan on moving out of here... '

 

 

well today will suck. dont think i get to see zack tonight either... i had this whole master plan planned out in my head. well that i think just fell apart.

maybe i need to have a repeat of junior year...

find new friends... hangout with my good friends again. we'll see how that works...

 

i have to cleanout my room of all of my paraphenial. thats really gonna suck. wonder what i'm gonna do...

 

shotgun's not an answer for this... just simply smack myself in the face. fall pick myself up again. learn to hold the head up high.

 

i need a change...

 

hopefully it will be for the etter...

although the last ahange was suppose to be for better as well... it only worked for a while.