I DIDN'T FUCKING CALL HER A THIEF!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I am so angry right now. I want to hit people and throw sharp things and pound her fucking face in until there is enough blood on myhands to make it look like gloves.... She stole it. She did. SHe took it out of my hands and put it in her backpack and refused to give it back to me when I asked. If that is not stealing, tell me what is. BUT I DID NOT CALL YOU A THIEF. Nothing is going right today. NOTHING. She has my money she got all mad at me "i'll give it back, I'll bring it, but i don't want to talk to you anymore because you called me a thief. and that hurt. And i don't like being called a thief by someone who i consider a friend. but apparently 1st impressions dont matter, or second or third or fourth or fifth or ten millionth. " I wrote a shit load in my blank paper book. Sara knew I must be upset. We made her a sign name... so that we could talk and she couldn't understand if she watched. When HE came to pick his shit up off the table, he went really slow, like he was reading what I was writing. I looked up and i met his eyes and he darted away as quickly as he could. FUCK THEM ALL. Poor Hyrum. If liz breaks up with him, I want to be there for him.... I just can't handle this anymore. Once agian I'm left with nowhere to go. I'm taking a pill when I get home. ♥