I went out with my BFFLs/ Crush and the three of is went to Applebees and explored Belleville and whatever. Just having fun. We were driving to Lincoln Park to drop some food off to her mother and Mother’s boyfriend. I was having chest pains and whatnot and I had to be home, by midnight & I didn’t get home til 1. I even told her what happen and my friends wanted to take me to the hospital, but she didn’t care. So I just gave her the keys and went home. Today I want to go to the first home game for my high school and I can’t do that because apparently”I don’t know how to tell time” I made one mistake by coming home an hour later & I feel bad about it. So I punished myself and apparently so did Mother Nature, by letting a bird into my room. I just want to see my LP Marching Band, get some taco bell afterwards and that’s it. I’m always the one in trouble. I’m always the one getting yelled at for dumb shit. I’m always the target. Even when I’m not even at home. And that’s full on BULLSHIT! I can’t wait for the day I get to leave, cause believe me I ain’t coming back .
See Ya Later
Emmie <3
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