damn frosting and sprinkles
you know how today should have been really good for me?
last day of stuff for 3 months. summer break starts
well, it was horrible
even when my dad's not here, he's got this awful little grasp on my entire life
it was supposed to be a fun girls night, but instead it was just horrible
someone tried to break into my house, i wasnt here, and no one told me until just now
and nothing happened but everyones stressed, so it was really not a good time to bring up selling my grandma's house and sorting out her will and stuff.
and i completely cant believe that i'm doing that again and i feel sick and stupid and dizzy just thinking about it
and it all started with that damn cupcake.
and the best part of my day, was finding out a poem i wrote about suicide got published.
ironic isnt it?
and now i'm crying and your not talking but thats ok because who wants to talk to this damn crazy girl anyway and its dark and that damn boy wont stop playing drums



