jme

Its morning time, Klaudia is at my side eating oatmeal for breakfast. I think she's getting sick... I have to make an appointment now because it literally takes just about 5 days to get a fucking appointment when you're poor broke and on medicaid.

Yep... America really fuckin' cares about it's citizens. Oh well. She's not upset, or running a fever, just coughing quite often and sneezing and sniffling. I just wish I could make it stop.

"I'm only happy when it rains..."

I wish I had more friends, more friends I could actually talk to, relate to... have deep conversations with and actually feel like those conversations that lasted all night were worth staying up all night for. Instead, I just sit online forever, hoping and waiting for something or someone with sincerety, compassion, and humanity to have a fucking conversation with me.

When was all of that too much to ask for? Fucked if I know... damn... now I really wish I knew !

Okay... my SG journal isn't made for long posts that's why I have a livejournal and a deadjournal... god damn I'm a fucking dork. Someone save me.

*j-me