little one

fall

9/15/2016

my mom gave me an early birthday present. its fucking weird, just a little box with 10 buttons. there's no instructions... what am i supposed to do with this? thanks mom, thanks for this random little box that wont do anything for me. i told her i wanted a new cell phone for my birthday but does she listen to me? hell no, she goes and gets me a stupid piece of garbage that she probably found at a thrift store. good thing i have eddy. he wont forget about my birthday and he better get me something good. if not I'm breaking up with him. I've warned him. he knows i have needs. its so hard finding someone who cares about me. i mean how hard is it to get a job so he can take care of me after we graduate? he knows i don't plan on going to college or even working. he asked me if we would ever get married and i couldn't help it. i laughed and told him i wasn't going to ever ruin my body like that. he wasn't too happy but its my body right? my choice. i wish someone spoke back to me when i wrote in here. i hate feeling crazy. i only write in here because my mom says if i don't comply with my therapy then i wont get my car when i graduate. i know she's just trying to scare me. she knows if i don't get my car I'm calling dad and telling him about her drug use. i can play her little game too. eddy is coming over today so ill write when i can.

baby