third journal entry this week. eek i've never been on this much in one week. i thank my parents for going away and letting stay with someone who has internet. and my friend said i don't have blood on my chainsaw, but it does, it's just really hard to see. especially when you look at it up close.
i got a new cell and i'm happy now. though i don't lik eit at all, it's crappier then my old one which was all beat up. but it's better then none.
i'm going to have to put up with my brother soon stressed he drives me insane. i swear he's a girl, he's so moody. one second he hates me and the next he wants a hug. and he's really gready. my friend think he's annoying.
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why am I writing?
i'm a normal highschool emo/punk girl. things are complicated and who ever knows what's happining?
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