Saturday might be a nice day. My friend is coming over. YAY! so i won't be lonely. We'll probably watch a movie or two. anyway. my knee hurts like a mother fucker. i messed it up twice yesterday. once in the middle of the night. that hurt like fucking hell. Anyway. Everytime i got mad at my sister i'd say, i have no sister. but this fight. this fight is way different. She's ruthless about it. i'm very protective of who i care about. so if someone says something rude, totally unprovoked, and just plain fucking cunt-worthy, i am going to stand up for that person who took the lashing of the tongue. I am certain i don't have a sister anymore. Suprisely, i only cried about it on thursday night. one quick cry to get out my frustration at how far this got. She doesn't love him? good. she's not good enough to be loved or love him. SHE DOESNT LOVE HIM? AFTER ALL SHE HAS DONE? AFTER ALL HES DONE FOR HER? jesus fuck. after all she's done to me, and i still love her, and she's fucking so self righteous to say, i dont love him. FUCK YOU! have a nice life by yourself.