Life according to Luvie..
I could not have asked for a more shittier day. And what is
so fuckin hilarious about it is that it isn't even over!
I'm barely halfway. My mom made me feel like shit. She told
me a whole bunch of shit. I don't want to go to the band
party. I just don't feel like it. I had wanted to. But what
is the point?! They will look at me and it won't be out of
My counselor asked me if I valued my relationship with Jan.
And I didn't know how to answer. I mean I love her. Even
tho she don't think so. I am lying about telling something
truthfully. I should have never started to care about
people. It sux. I hate it. I am at their advantage. To
Jan got someone to fuck with my band instrument! Ahhh!!
Pick with me but not my baby. A lot more happened. Write