dice

Fuck i am realy going cazy over here in Jamestown, New York. I don't see what people do for fun out here. There is only bars and churches.

I am only on day 3 and I already want to go home. I need to be with my own kind. I need a joint and a good beer.

The brides family is all totally Christian conservatives. So my uncle has asked me to cover all of my tattoos and take out all of my piercings. FUCK THAT! He should have told me from the get go what he was exspecting from me, or not asked me at all. Imagine that.
"We would really like it if you would be a part of our wedding, but we don't like you the way you are. "
Not to mention he told me I am not allowed to drink at the reception. FUCK!!!

While they are busy taking away my sense of self and dignity, why don't they just throw a blond wig on me and call me shierly?!?

Sorry for this rant. i have been megga stressed latly. After getting out of the hospital, and leaving with a $1,400 bill, then losing my job, then losing my phone, maybe even losing my house, I realy feel like the next thing to go will be my sanity.

Really I feel like I am losing controll, and that I don't have a leg to stand on.

How will I eat, and where will I live?!? I am too cute to be homeless.

I fucking hate our crule and judgmental society. Fuck all of thoes haters. The world will be a better place without them. ASS HOLES!

On the upside.....?

So who wants to save me from this hell?