February 23, 2013

• Home Alone

  Not mamy people know that I have moved back home. I’m ashamed to tell people that I had to quit. Oh, don’t get me wrong, I have an excellent fake story to tell, but I am still afraid. I’m afraid they will still forget to invite me even though I am around now. They forgot over the summer a lot, so I don’t see how this will be different.

  I can’t even go on Facebook anymore because I just see what I am missing out on in RI.I see the BFX, who still hasn’t spoken to me. And I still haven’t confronted my best friend…and she still hasn’t confrpnted the BFX like she said she would. 

  I was miserable in RI. I feel totally alone here. I’m only ok when I am high, but it’s hard to smoke a lot with my parents around. Plus I eat more when I smoke… obvious problem.

  Everything is falling apart. Why am I still bothering?

  • 7:31 pm
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