Sunday, August 15, 2004

I can count the number of times my mom and I have really fought- really hurt eachother on one hand. But when we do, we really tear eachother up. Last night was another knotch in that belt, and its left me wishing I was dead.

As usual the fight was money. she got pissy and left with her friend Jodie. When she called later and I was bitchy she was like "Ill see you sometime tonight" and then I told her I didn't care it didn't matter she got more pissy so we just hung up. Then we didn't talk the rest of the night. I tried to talk to her this morning and she was just a cunt.

We just had a blowup about it and she sat there screaming at me and crying and I honestly- with my whole heart- wish I was dead. I don't just wish it, I need it. I don't want to be in this place anymore. I can't take it. I just can't.

Im sorry.

xoxo SJ at 1:41 PM.



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