So I'm totally not in the mood for typing, but I haven't typed in ages, so I'll just write you guys someting.
Here's the thing. My sister's class is getting totally fucked up, which the principal promised not to do, but like all the kids are being victimized, really. Which totally sucks. And I know what it's like to feel unsafe in school. Fuck, I'm afraid for her.
Oh, and Dennis broke up. Tears all over, of course. My contacts got all muddled, thay can't stand the emotional version of me. ;)
Somehow, it's not as bad as I thought. I mean, I was sad and then very numb and now I'm just fucking tired, but I'm still somehow able to smile. I mean, I knew this was coming, right? I always knew, somewere deep down, that it wasn't going to last. At least I know it was real. And that is more than I can say about the past six years.
Dennis brought me back to life, now I've got to learn how to live it.
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