The Ripped Soul

So much shit's been going on..
So much running through my head.

Looking back, I remember Lisa, I remember Shea.. and I miss them. I miss having someone that loved me like crazy, I miss having someone be SO in love with me that they couldn't stop thinking about me. I miss I love you text messages, be it on MSN or facebook or myspace, or even on a cell. And they were both so far away. I wish I had some sort of contact with them.. but even Shea keeps her distance, and Lisa.. heh.

I miss them.

Watched the L word.. an episode, and a line caught everything up in my mind.

"we all have feelings for our girlfriends, it doesn't mean we have to act on them."

So I guess that applies to me. Hah.

At home, things aren't getting any better. The internet got cut, twins at home are being bitches.. mom isn't doing anything to stop it, or help it. So every night I'll walk down to MacD's to use the internetz on Mom's laptop.

Not that I mind.. it can just be very frustrating.

And to wake up to fights early in the morning.. Don't people deserve to at least be treated with a little respect?

I hate spoilt brats. I hate the "family" I had to call family, so I decided not to, and that's why I stopped going to all their parties and functions.

But I have to live with one - in my own home - the fucking torture.

Should've run away with Anna when I had the chance.. but I can't.

Give me a time machine and I'd do the same thing all over again.

I just can't.