Saturday, November 7, 2009, 9:56 PM
Cry it all out
I want to go to East Rock, at night and just let everything out, scream at the top of my lungs and just sit and think in peace. I need a car.
9:53 PM
I am past the point of being gone. I can not stand anything going on. Where all these shady acts and shit come from. I need get the fuck outta here.