There's this guy lately. I've been talking to him, and I've told him a lot about me. Things that I never tell my friends. I'm not sure how I feel about him. He's very nice, but he's been out with a couple of my friends so its probably best we stay friends. He told me I was amazing. I think he's just so nice. Nothing like the guys i usually like. It's just nice to have someone to talk to. My mother is becoming more of a bitch to me, if it's possibe. Told her I hated her and she made me want to commit suicide, she just didn't care. My dad's getting more uptight now too. I just want freedom >.< Friends are a bit dodgy too, I had fun hanging out with Ky for a few days at her house, but J and Amy can get a bit too much sometimes. I dunno. Found some old letters today, and cried when I read them. Seriously reckon I'm manic-depressive. Funfun.