Well i'm back *no need for a staning ovation* and as soon as i got inside my apt the lights wouldnt turn on, im thinkin the lights blew but come to find out the bill is over due. OMG i hate my fucking mother everything is my fault its like im no good. She makes me feel like i should have been a knuckle child. When i was leaving S.C I wanted to cry i loved it there so much not only was the weather better than shitty NYC but i felt wanted i can actually say i felt loved in a weird undescribable sense. I actually plan on living down there well just for school. |
Me With out the lights.