I swear dark clouds been following me around everyday. Dinner with Clarence, Ricky and Zara was great until the phone calls start coming in. Dinner @ Ikea and went over to Giant to walk around. More like play around.

Ah, fuck off bastard. I don't have family members like you. You piss me off. You don't even know what kind of person i am. So, just shut the hell up okay?

I feel like an idiot, waiting for a miracle that will never happen. I'm not a good girl. So i'm not asking anything from santa. I know i don't deserve anything good. I was never a good girl, and will never be. You just don't know who i am.