This man tells me we are so broke right now we can't do anything. Especially not take care of the problems with the ambulance. Well actually last night he told me there was nothing wrong with it. And that I'm using that as an excuse.
Not any more. I don't care what I have to do. I don't care how much I cry this week. There is nothing he can hold overmuch head or take away from me that would make me want to have anything to do with him.
We should have never moved back to Idaho. Or maybe this was all just inevitable. I kind of couldn't stand him there either. But at least I had the will to try. He has become a huge asshole since becoming a "director"at Silverwood. Not only am I NOT the only who sees that. Im pretty sure you could ask anyone who knew him before and now and they'd agree with me.
I hope you find yourself Danny Myers. I can't wait to get myself back. Being a depressed stoner is not who I want to be. I can't wait give coraline the childhood she deserves.
Ps: the reason I haven't wrote in so long is because my hard drive on my laptop died. My director of IT seems to be afraid of apple. He did finally get me a new phone though. Which was much needed. I guess I just have to wonder how long he plans on paying the service for it... I'd say as long as he wants to be able to talk to his daughter.
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