So it's another day. My boyfriend loves me and my friends are still my friends and everything seems right, but it's not. I'm moving to a new house. I've moved in and I love it but everything is still packed and I'm sharing a room with my pugnacious little sister. I love her to death but I'm gonna be a little whinning brat and complain. I have no place to sit in silence and simply think as I always do. I have no place to cut without the worry of her walking in. She's only 7 and may not understand, but I won't risk tramatizing her.

I always feel that everything around me is not real. Like life is a dream and I can't stop thinking about this movie I watched called the waking life which debates whether life is real or just a dream. My mother shoots it down as if it's nothing and my father thinks to much.

I live half with mom and half with dad now. It's every 3 days I switch back and forth. I hate it but it's what I said I wanted in court so now I live with it. My dad isn't as great as I thought he'd be and my mother's time is spent inn chores and rumors and lies and defeat.

I need serenity.

debating and arguing are all i hear life in itself seems so dear. what's this world coming to when all anyone does is beat on you. 

sick of life but not enough to be suicidal lol

I'm tring to get some people to talk to me. I feel lonely at elftown. send me a message so I know that you know i exist. you people make me feel sad.