All of my ramblings on one site ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Share with me the blankets that you're rapped in.. My mom called for a counselor for me and my brother, but they only take people who live in Martin County. She cussed out the lady on the other end and chucked her phone in the back of the car. This went on a few weeks ago, and I never really thought anything of it until now. I think..I really needed it. I've gotten to the point where if there's anything sharp, I grab it. Where ever there's tobacco, I grab it. I can't rely on these things my whole life. I can't let Luke know what's going on..in fear that he'll think of me a different way and it'll just make things awkward..I know I should tell him what's on my mind, but I just can't. I think it'd be better to talk to someone who doesn't know me, maybe they'd have a better understanding than Luke or Jessica would. I'd feel more comfortable, too. 10:40 a.m. - 2009-03-09 ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- |
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