hi

danielle’s death. i cant seem to accept the fact that its real and i cant get over these feelings of guilt. i feel so bad. why do i think of her everyday once it was too late? i wish i could change the past

with my dad. just a few minutes ago actually. i have alot on my mind right now and i had to do a paper before midnight so i really just trying to get it done. but of course the damn computer isn’t working and he was like “do this blah blah is it working???” and i was like “i dont know” and then he went off. “im not going to speak to you if youre just going to have an attitude!” i turned to him and said, “so you can jump in my face about anything and everything but i say i dont know and you freak out?” then he just went upstairs and stomped on the steps. crazy man

a really good hug