Okay...looks like i'll be going back home this weekend. My mom called me the other night to tell me my dad died. So yeah funeral time. I know i can get there....but i'm not sure if i can get back. I'm sure i'll figure something out...i have to get back here. And to add to the shittiness i had a bad day yesterday....i mean a really bad day.. but we wont go into that. I'm actually depressed. Yesterday the emotions didn't hit.....but now. I don't even have a shoulder to cry on 
i can't reach mine. I've been thinking about moving back home...i don't think there's anything here for me..i mean ive got friends....but no real job, no boyfriend, no fucking house since it got fucking bulldozed! Anyway...this is depressing.. sorry for such a bleh journal... i'm going to go release my anger and tears on a punching bag.
i can't reach mine. I've been thinking about moving back home...i don't think there's anything here for me..i mean ive got friends....but no real job, no boyfriend, no fucking house since it got fucking bulldozed! Anyway...this is depressing.. sorry for such a bleh journal... i'm going to go release my anger and tears on a punching bag. VIEW 15 of 15 COMMENTS
i was worried you would be gone and i'd be left alone here to all my own devices!
i'm going to call ron now... *woot woot* for my bootie call.
oh- i have a ride to in the morning... i'll call if i need one back and to the bank.
thanks for picking me up today and for din-din.
hopefully your home now doing your hair!!!!!!
Are you tired as hell?