cherryvanilla

Soooo... mommy is going to let me have my car back and it's very exciting. I miss driving.... so missing my little coche. It's all lonely, bored out of it's mind in fucking Simi Valley. Pobrecito!!
I'm surprised that I am not more depressed, maybe because I avoid thinking about it..... everything. I avoid dealing with it. Isn't it so much easier that way. I can't wait to get to know myself better. It's about time. Maybe I need a good cry.