Ugh, so I pretty much had a horrible day. After Candace calling me, waking me up, insisting that I get up and get ready because she was coming to get me, and when she finally does like 6 hours later, she drops Sarah, Sara and I off at Stephs, saying she'd be back in half an hour. I suppose it was around 2 hours later when she shows up, drives to her grandmother's to drop off pills and picks up her brother, then drops us off at Stephs again, this time saying she'll be back in an hour. Needless to say, that never happened.
My daddy picked me up from Stephanie's, and was talking about how he was in the hospital getting a stone taken out of his cheek. He was hospitalized for a night a few days ago because he was having pains in his chests, and he's a big guy... I got really worried and emotional when he started talking to me. I don't like to look at him because I start to feel bad about the times I fight with him... I'd be lost without my father.
Mm, did I mention my heart is slowly breaking in half? Not to be dramatic or anything (we'll pretend that drama isn't my middle name), but man, seriously! Grow some balls! I'd do anything for this guy and he just f~cks around and AHH! It's so frusterating! I could just slap him. He is so sweet and smart and yummy :) He's actually intellectual, too, like he is into politics and John Denver (rest in peace, buddy) and that weird Sam Cooke guy that sings Wonderful Wonderul World. He lives almost 3 hours away from me, but he's coming down this weekend, and we have got to figure some sh!t out because I don't know how much longer my little heart and brain can handle this! I'm done, xo.
