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this is for ryan moran…since he now reads my live journal.

things have been so wierd lately. and my friendships are not what they should be. i’m wondering why i ever moved back home. things are way messed up, and everyone things someone else hates them. it’s not true. and i wish everyone would stop being such idiots and listen to what they are actually being told.

megan..you deserve more than this in lj, we need to talk, and soon. but i do not hate you. you have really hurt my feelings, when i broke my ankle, you, your boyfriend and his best friend were calling me names trying to blow it off as i was a crybaby and needed to grow up. i was so unbelieveably hurt.

and, the second i walked out of the cabin on monday you told ashley that i was a fucking bitch. i don’t even understand how you could say that, i did nothing mean or vindictive to you.

mika, i told you how i feel. i don’t know where the fuck you got the idea that i don’t want to live with you, because that isn’t true. i am damn pissed off at you, but we have been friends for a long time. if you seriously think we can’t work this out than you are not the person i thought you were.

i didn’t get to sleep in as much as i had hoped. i’m running on very little sleep. i have to work at five tonight, and i’m not really sure what i am doing besides that. it might just be a night to myself…i’ll make sure to eat alot of chocolate.

nothing is right at this moment.

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