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[15 Mar 2008|12:05pm] |
just got back from roys.
aaron had to go home last night so it was just me and him.
i passed out on the loveseat and he passed out on the big couch.
lol.
i didnt even finish my beer.
then we woke up at the ass crack of dawn to go pick up aaron.
we watched him get tipsy...
went to taco bell...
went back to aarons to drop off the beer...
decided to go get bud but then mom called and wanted me home cause of the storm...
so...
yeah.
i think charlie's gonna break up with me.
idk man.
its weird.
i love him so fucking much.
he's all i have to hold onto or hope for...
and im thinking he's talking to another girl...
idk.
i hate this feeling.
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[11 Mar 2008|04:28pm] |
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music |
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cold [but im still here] - evans blue |
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mom pretty much chose this week to fucking attack me.
i asked her yesterday if im going to see charlie at all during spring break and she gave me this "i doubt it" smartass shit.
its fucking bullshit.
but fuck it man.
really.
im going to see him or i will be fucking impossible to live with.
either way,
moms full of shit and she dont know the law.
if i was born in georgia and lived in georgia for 6 years of my life,
i can go by georgia law.
georgia law states that when you turn 17, i can move out of this shithole tennessee house, and move back to georgia with my man.
im saving money all this summer for apartment payments and shit.
me and him are gonna have this shit worked out.
im gonna move in with him,
im gonna finish school where hes going to school now.
i hate this.
ive been depressed pretty much all my life,
the only time i wasnt depressed was when i was surrounded by liars and sluts that got me so stoned all the time and fucked up that i forgot what feelings were.
2 more weeks till im sixteen and can finally get my fucking job back.
:]]]]
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[07 Mar 2008|04:45pm] |
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music |
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closure-chevelle |
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i got in the car yesterday and mom said i had a drug test today...
and i guess it didnt really hit me till fourth block today.
i drank 5 bottles of water and a bottle of vinegar.
my stomache wants to kill me.
it is killing me. slowly. and it hurts.
i havent talked to charlie today.
that sucks even more.
had my interview today at huddle house and it went good but still no solid job.
today is just a shit day.
and plus man, people told me that jared likes me and thats so like... no.
fuck no.
he's not charlie or anything like him and he never will be so nah...
just friends man.
holla.
add me on myspace.
www.myspace.com/wittlebubblebutt
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