for a day..try and find me but if i don't come back then i won't look behind me all of the things i thought were so easy just got harder and harder each day I am so mad. But so happy. It came, and it's done, no baby for me. Thank you god, for not letting me be the one in a million who screwed up. Thank you for a second chance. Dad, please sit and think about my good things and not my flaws. Please. I love you to much, not as my Dad... as my friend, so stop acting like a dick. Actually. I punched the wall so hard today and then I kept doing it, because I was so mad, and no matter how loud I yell or how much I control myself, I can't get through a sentence without you interupting and putting your peice in. I know you and Mom can't fight anymore, because you love each other and you don't want to fall apart again, but don't get mad at me in place of her. I am trying so hard for you to realize that I clean my butt off, my parties never get way outa control, and even though my grades aren't Danielles, and I'm not a boy, can't you just give me a break for being what I am. Please? I miss my friends. But at the same time. I don't know if I can handle drama. I don't know if I can handle loss. And I don't know if I'm even good enough. I did something stupid. I enjoyed it. But it wasn't worth it. I won't lie...14 and 15 year olds are cool. Even though their parties can be a little PCP bunk. Funny kids.. with cute moms and good talks and adventures. Good times. I wish.. that there were more accepting people, and that we didn't all stick to the same type of people but that we could all just accept one another and party. So I'm thinking all the people I want at my party... won't get along, so I'd have to have like 5 different parties and group everyone... thats fucking gay.. stop judgingguysstop. I got a new job. I look cute in scrubs. Hello patient here is yo food. I wish I was skinny.