I'm not. Really. :)
2001 Wednesday 27 April 2001
Pissed at mom. Everytime I try to make plans to see Terry and Ezra, she says okay. But the closer it gets to the day, she changes her mind. Fuck her shit. Fuckin' hypocrite. I don't know when I'm coming over. I'm tired of this. There's no way I can drive myself, and no one else can take me (especially Shawn. Fuck that. One, it will only cause drama. Two, he told me never to ask him to chauffeur me around ever again.)
I'm so sorry guys. :'(
-Elle
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