reflecting...

I've been looking back at some old entries. I wish things didn't happen the way they did, but I've been wishing that for the past 6 years or so.

I hope my future is better.

My mom started fighting w/ralph today. I felt her pain. I guess it was about the moving thing, but I hate being here when they fight. Why can't they do it when I'm not here?? I kept trying to get ahold of people so I could leave here. I didn't even want to come back for the night, but now it looks like I will be here. I need to get my shit done for school, but I don't want to do it, especially in this negative environment.

It's weird when u feel like u can't even connect to urself anymore. When u don't know what u want or feel.