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Leanna. Sixteen. Mesa, Arizona. Depressed. Weird. Shy. Lonely. Loving. Freaky.

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it ended up being a long rant about my dad.
05.12.04 // 00:04

I talked to Pierce tonight, messaged Matt, and chatted with Joe.. do basically I feel a lot better about everything.

In any case, we didn't go to the mall yesterday, because my mom's check still hasn't come. *sigh* Plus my mom won't let me get Stewy, even though I'd pay my own money and everything..

My dad called the afternoon, had the nerve to ask my mom to pay half of Kelly's plane ticket for her to go out there this summer. My mom was like, why should I pay to have your daughter go visit you? He doesn't even have a job, hasn't since October, hasn't paid us a dime in over a year. My mom works damn hard, picks up all the hours she can so we can have something, and he expects her to pay, after he's been sitting on his ass, and mooching off his mother for five months? Not to mention we let him and his mother stay here for the weekend, gave them free room and board, and our entertainment center.. god, just be grateful you got anything. Plus, my mom told me he told her he biked up to the store and bought some booze.. wow, isn't that lovely. He's been in Minnesota since December 31, to "recover," yet he only goes to one AA meeting a week. 3 yeard ago when he was in rehab (obviously he relapsed) they said he had to go to one meeting a DAY, at least. God, I wonder if he's even really getting better. Of course I don't want him to die, it just pisses me off the way he's acting.

Anyway, I need to get to bed. Got work in the morning. I love you Pierce, see you 'morrow!

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