Aunt Ann, You’re exactly my mother. You remind me of her so much. Everything you do, and everything you say. Watching you and your son makes me so sad. Living with you all for a few days, I just don’t even know. Your voice. Your face. Your skin. Your thoughts. The way you move. I sound like a creep but i remember it all and you’re exactly her. Please let me cry in your arms this weekend. Just brush my hair and let me die there. I’d love that more than anything. She’s still not here, and i still don’t know what to do.
Salt and ice burns. I like new friends. I’m writing like lara, i hope she doesn’t mind. Freeluv DWC. Spenser you really are a delight to have around. Drew, you’re not bad at all either. I really enjoy having different groups of friends. I hope it doesn’t bother them. Sam, you continue to confuse me even to this day. You know everything about me and i don’t even know if i’m close. Maybe i am trying too hard. I’d really just like to give up sometimes. Tell me what you’re thinking, you shut me out all the time. Steve makes me feel bipolar. Yeah i got a job. I’m not that disappointing, am i? Oh and i have kick ass grades. Now let me sleep in a different household for just a night. I absolutely hate alcohol. I hate everything about it. Everything it does to the people around me. I wish i didn’t. That’s the only thing i’d like to change about myself. I’d like to become even more indifferent. My life goal is to have a 50th wedding anniversary. Bucketlist. Make this relationship on the rocks last. Models tomorrow.