Monday, March 24, 2003

I don't like it when people take manners for granted. I cannot stand it when people assume that we are so close that basic graces are overlooked. I would never do that. It makes me want to go .

I want to go home because I'll be able to lay my head on my pillow. But I don't want to because my dad will be there.

My home was solace before he came. Everything there was comfort...now it's just purgatory.

See you tomorrow.


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