Tuesday, March 17, 2009


I haven't cried so much in the past two days then in the past whole year.It's hard to breath it's hard to think. My mom doesn't want me, my supposed father doesn't want me either. The only person I think wants me is Josh. We got a truck. And where getting an apartment. I don't want to grow up yet... I'm seventeen.. doesn't that mean I get at least eleven more months. I think I'm going to run to Neverland. I'll live with Peter pan.. I'll be a child forever. I'm not ready. I'm scared.

1 comment:

  1. Then don't grow up. Be a kid for awhile longer. Talk to your mom. You are still a minor. You have the right to be taken care of. You don't have to be a grown-up right now. I'll talk to her for you if you'd like me to. Love you.