Two more days, it would've been a month. Oops. I haven't been updating. I'm not good. I know. OH no phone! Great right? I'm not allowed to have guy contacts in my phone. I'm not allowed to talk to them, sit beside them, or look at them. I love my parents. Nina had came to the store a while ago. And I was ecstatic to see her. I jumped on her. And almost cried. And when my parents said I couldn't see her, talk to her or anything, it broke my heart. I felt my heart drop and break. And my parents expect me to be okay with it. I would talk about Nina to my parents constantly, telling them how great she is and how she makes my day and how she and I would grow up and go to the same college and live together. And then they say I can't talk to her or see her. Because of the situation she's going through and her Monroe piercing. Really? Seriously. I miss her. A lot. Almost everything I do reminds me of her. I sound so lesbian. But I know I'm not. She's just my best friend. And I just want to be able to see her. Am I asking for much? They're only pushing me away more. I don't think they know what's best for me. I think what they're doing is that they want me to be just like them. It's not going to happen. It feels as if they have me on strings and I'm a puppet. I want to do things myself. I want to be free.