| i hate it. |
[Jul. 8th, 2006|03:00 pm] |
i never hang out with my friends. okay hardly ever. sometimes with andrea or lisa.
they promised me i could have lindsay over.
they said oh we are'nt doing anything that weekend.
but no the day before they tell me i have to take care of a crazy little girl with extreme adhd and my mom has some fucking book club meeting which means cleaning all day to look like we are put together and that is shit. and also i have to be forced upstairs like a prisoner and kept silent the whole nite and i have to watch my two crazy brothers. there goes my weekend.
i hope we can catch a bus and get away becuase i hate it here..
i know i sound like im dramatic but they've been yelling at me lately and making me cry treating me like shit and my dad thinks im fat and lazy. he also thinks im wayy to insecure and that i let people walk over me becuase i have no backbone. he just started yelling at me in the car about all of this and just pretty much called me pathetic.
being home is torture because i can't stand them.
please lets go somewhere sometime. anywhere.
i need to be with people my age who understand.
this is why i don't want to be friendless in the cape.
i'll be completely alone for the better part of three weeks. |
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i'll be in the capeeee.
this is why me, you, and a certain someone are all moving to germany like right when we turn 18. he needs to be there to fufill my future. haha.
like srsly though. i'm moving there ASAP because i want to be there and live my life there. you can come and find yourself a nice british boy along the way :]
and yeah. i am the definition of letting people walk all over me. not anymore. stand up to one person and i feel like i can verbally bitch slap anyones face all over the street.
i love you babyyyyy. | |
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