Monday, March 23, 2009.

Because today is my dad's birthday, i'm again forced to be in Toronto. My mom bought my dad a bunch of birthday stuff, and I wish she didn't, because he would never do the same for her, and it's not her fucking job. They got divorced, for a fucking reason. Adam is fully turning into a fucking jerk, constantly telling me he loves me, then getting new girlfriends. What am I supposed to do? I'm done waiting for people who aren't going to come to me. It's fucking pointless. Josh has been talking to me again, it's good to know he doesn't hate me, and that I have one more person who will be there for me when I finalyl do go over the edge.