and i already feel like shit. i just needed 1 person to do something for me, but noooooooooooooooooo. god forbid someone does something for an overly-depressed suicidal neglegence victim. jeeeeze. grow up!
i really hate georgia coz no one ever listens to me (that was proof right there.)my mama tries to make it better, and sometimes, she does. other times, its those ppl i call friends, but are really a bunch of asses that put me down (like right now.) I would much rather live on a tour bus than live where i do now. not saying i dont like my mama, my step dad(yes, i'm getting along wth him), and my little brother. i just hate the school. its the source of all my sorrow and misery.
i will never forget that sad, horrid moment of leaving my dad at the airport. we hugged one last time.. longer than usual. it was one of those long, emotional, sad hugs, basically saying "i cant believe your gonna be gone forever...". it probably will feel like forever. i wished him and his band good luck,(DO NOT ASK ME THE BAND) and that when they come to the roxy, i'd be sure to be there. i said "i love you" one last time before leaving. hearing him say it back made me cry the whole plane ride...
this time around in georgia, if you ignore me and i value you as a friend, i will fucking go emo on you (sarah). i'm not standing for the stoopid, the sorrow, the angst that dwells within me, or the tears that have been spilling out of my eyes ever since those last words...


but a biiiiiiiiig ass thank you to Chris, Lizzy, & Hao for putting up wth my ass being depressed all the time and talking me through it