I'm tired. I come home from chasing around and keeping busy a three year old when I come home to a pissed off mom.

"why am I getting these bad vibes from you."

*silence*

"You have been with him, count 'em, two days straight. And you have not helped enough with your party."


so I'm here cleaning the upstairs and dusting. He's hurt so much. I've done it to him, no matter what he says about he did it to himself for believing it.

Do I know what I want?

cop out's suck.

and he thinks it will be a cop out but it won't. They won't pay for the NY trip unless I also stay in a dorm for a year, or if I live with him in Columbia they will disown me, they've told me this. She has, at least. She's upset. He's upset. I think my body is telling me I'm upset.

I'm gonna have a talk with them when dad and mom are both back here.


"It's kinda always been about you."