So life has been interesting. Shitty but interesting.

My mom and dad split up for good and I wouldn't say that I have been taking it too well. Instead of clingin to my father like my mother usually does. She has started to cling on to me. Calling me constantly and pissing me off with every word she says. Making extrememly stupid comments and hurting my feelings with those comments.

I went to dinner with my aunt Yvette yesterday. I found out that my mom went through my shit at her house. I left some things there when I left including notes and diarys from my past. She read them. She read all my suicidal thoughts. All my loving thoughts and all my hatred thoughts. It's not fair. I am pissed at her and she doesnt seem to know why. She lost everything and it wont be easy to gain back. I dont speek to her or see her unless I absolutely need to. That bitch.

In other words. Or other things going on....

Andrew and I are well.... I don't know. I miss him. He knows this. It's hard for me to do things with him and shit. I can't explain this right now.

Just understand that my pain runs deep and if I seem weird lately you might as well get used to it because I am trying to deal with things slowly. I am trying to be sane and simple and work shit out.

Well, Im done. I think that is all. I love Michelle, which is why I am here to visit her. Love ya all.

<3Andrea<3

song listening tp/stuck in head: Joan Jett "I hate myself for loving you"