maybe pearl.. both of my parents aren't the most trustworthy people.
neither is a certain someone after a certain something happening..
i think she just understands the best. and whatever i could tell her. she would get it. maybe not approve or like.. back me up but she would get it. see where i'm coming from.
what is your favorite memory from your childhood?
whenever something happened. my mom would hold both my hands look at me and say "close your eyes. let's make a memory" and she would describe the moment and we would open our eyes. and the memory would be made.
i remember all of them. those are my favorites.
on the way to nick's house. i started crying. and i got really really angry. for no reason. afterwards caleb said, "well, you're going through a lot of crap" seriously.. like what?
seriously. try to name something that not every other teenager is going through also. it's.. just me. i'm a fucking mess. admit it. i don't need a justification for it. i just am. it's okay. it's just. ughh whatever.
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