Life’s like a novel with the end ripped out.
Is it really impossible to have a good day anymore? School, life, people, friends, and everything sucks now. It has been so hard the past month. I keep remembering last summer, and how this summer is gonna compare to it. There is no comparison… the summer of 2008 was the best one I’m ever going to have. I miss him. I don’t know when I’m going to realize he isn’t coming back. Everyday I keep hoping I’m going to get a text, maybe even a call. But no. Everyday is just one more let down to add to my life. I figured out my life is full of let downs.
Self confidence level = 0.1 I realized that today also. I miss my daddy a lot. I think I want to go live with him. I really wish I could just leave where I’m at and start over new somewhere else.
I’m moving to a new house in a few short weeks. I’m mad about it too. My sister gets the bigger room, with the bigger closet! Ugh, everything runied today. That isn’t even the first of it. I can’t go camping this Memorial Day weekend because it’s storming. Like WTF? Way to ruin the tradition there. Ew. I HATE LIFE!!!!
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