how could you?
9:37 p.m.

My dad left again. I didnt cry this time. It was my moms turns. But it really shoudl be my dads turn. He does not know the pain running away causes everyone else. LIke me his daughter who is being braver then him. I dont think it is suppose to be like this. Im suppose to not worry and run away and get mad. But no im the one who watches the budget, im the one who stays with my mom, im the one who loves my mom.

im the one who crys

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