am i just tired of being here. dads complaining about how tired he is while going to go work on a job for the church um you can sit down um sleep? or just like not work... all the time. I guess i really dont care the more he is gone the more i dont have to pretend that im actually here. why do i feel alone? its kind of sad when your boyfriends mom tells you there moving away... =( I never get my hopes up though i realize people will always come and go. no matter what... like my mom, like sam, like tony, like scotti, like basically a million people. and they just keep coming and leaving. isnt life just suprising? huh... this thing called "life". Is making me speechless.