Why do people insist on acting foolish. I hate it when my family is always fucking pissed off at each other. That's why I'm always so quiet. I've been afraid of my dad my whole life. As much as I try to tell Justine otherwise...I know that it's true. How in the fuck is it a type of love if you control your family out of fear? Just a thought. Maybe I'll run up to the elementary school and hang out on the swings for awhile... It'd be a nice place to cry, or something. Not like I'm crying rihgt now...but I'm in a rotten mood. Just like how he got me into a rotten mood the other day too. :/ By the way, I hope you all have a good weekend. Hopefully I'll get to hang out with some nice people, or something.