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i wish it was christmas in the year 2008 theres a cramp in my calf i cant get rid of &it hurts like a bitch. i told my father i didnt want to go on vacation, simply because he forces so much on me. my parents think im gona die, and im going on medication and i dont want to. my therapist even said shed send me to western psyc. beacuse it's the only place in the area to help me with my problem. i laughed. that wouldnt be so cool. i dont need help, i think my therapist is wacko &that all she wants is more money. i have to get blood taken on monday, she also made me do that too. i had an emotional breakdown yesterday and i cried and cried, and mother said i didnt have to go to school. so i didnt. only a few more days left, i dont think i can make it. i want to be in college. i want to be about 20 years old and be in new york city. i want to be in starbucks with katie, drinking hot chocolate with heavy snow coming down outside and green and red decorations all over the city. kids playing in the streets and people shopping for christmas presents for there folks back home. that would be just wonderful.
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