[22 Feb 2007 Thursday]
General stuff
Current mood: neutral

I need to get out of my house so bad, you don't even know.

VAIOs are shiney.... I want one.

I don't understand why some people get everything they want with no effort at all, while I have to fight and plead and beg for the things that they have, which should be a given in any family situation. The fact that I do everything I can to get the things I fight and plead and beg for, without getting them, only makes it worse.

The only things that keep me coming back to my house are my bed and my cat.

The moment I buy my car off my parents, I'm leaving. I suppose I'll have to get a good job for that, then. *sigh*

She needs to just leave me alone.

Oh, for the day when I have the finances to disappear off the face of the planet for a while.

No, I'm not happy. I don't care how I look on the outside.

I'm a bitch. I have come to accept this. Now if only I could change my brand of bitchiness....

Stitching ragdolls seems to have become one of my sole sources of happiness.... and backache. Ow.

I suppose that's all.

Strange... of all the places I've been, I feel safest wandering about after dark in Apple Valley. Not even my own little neighborhood feels completely safe.

I believe in Night Things, and I believe the nastier ones follow me around some nights. They are the reason I'm "afraid of the dark".

My home is where my heart is. Is it sad, then, that my "home" has no walls or windows, but instead is flesh and bone?

I may take up writing poetry again... but first, I need to finish the ragdoll I'm on.

I've had no greater desire as of late than to just escape and feel free, loved, and accepted.

If spending the night with my boyfriend is disrespectful to you, then who were you disrespecting when you were spending weekend after weekend with Mark?

Yeah.... I have issues. Problem is, I'm not sure I'll ever take them up with the people causing them.

I'll stop now, before I say even more stuff that nobody'll give a damn about anyway.