||[Mar. 28th, 2006|12:43 pm]
|||||insane... i wish i was dead||]|
Well, I'm still stressed about this Bush thing. I really don't know what I could POSSIBLY say to Bush in a letter that might possibly change his mind!! *sigh* Allyson is going to help also:D. She's either going to send an e-mail, write a letter, or start a protest. So yeah, at least she's supporting. Oh, and one of Brittney's friends is going to help with our protest.
I just noticed, how come Brittney was never this caring about me? God, I'm so selfish, a... my friend might be sent back to mexico, and I'm complaining about Brittney not caring this much about me?!!! ERRRG *hits head on wall*. Stupid. I'm stupid.
Anyway, we're not going to do anything untill after the 4th, so that way maybe I could get some of the people at the group to help.
Okay, but seriously, lets get down to the other things that are buggin me, shall we? Well, I cut last night.. and burned. The burns are that bad, i wrote "scars. don't. fade." But you can hardly read it. I'm thinkin of doing them again. Bleh, I'm such a failure.
As for the group thing though, I'm so scared!! I feel the extreme need to prove myself worthy of being there. But as the quote says, "Id much rather to be hated for who I am than loved for who Im not."
I love that quote, haven't a clue who said it though lol.
But yeah, I fel like total shit. I'm tempted to text Terri, get a bit of support, but I don't know what to say. I just freaking wish some random person would break into my house and just... smash my skull in!!! Or do something, kill me slowly... very slowly and painfully. Ugh, STUPID FREAKING IMAGES!! I wish they'd just leave.