sometimes I wish there really were better things for me here..... but it seems so hopeless sometimes. my boyfriend and I cannot fight and have it not be a disaster..... it always kills me when this happens. he made a racist remark and I didn't agree with i and got upset so he is now mad at me. it's how much life sucks. why am I here?
jessie:
Actually, I don't shoot with Jesse anymore. I havn't been to St. Louis in a while. In my journal entry, I was saying that someone was asking for my services in photography.