Tuesday, June 9, 2009

It could be so much better than this. It could be so much better.

Monday, June 8, 2009

Lately, I've felt like it's my brother and I against the world. No one is there to stick up for us as Joe keeps on with the vicious attacks. Now that Mark got involved, I feel awful. Joe beat him in the head with a u-lock. A fucking u-lock. He brought a u-lock to a fist fight and that speaks volumes about his lack of integrity.

I hope he dies. And, no, I really do. Maybe if someone treated your sister/mother/family/friends like that you'd feel the same way. Please don't judge until you've walked a mile in my shoes.

I can't wait to celebrate Father's Day. I wish my heart was as small as his.. I would definitely mail him a Father's Day present with a card attached saying "Glad I kept you from being a father. Your non-existent child is thanking me." He's a poor excuse for a human being and, for the first time in 6 months, I don't regret my decision one bit. Not one bit.

I feel like I'm being chased out of Buffalo. I'm going to stay with my parents for awhile.