I'm really starting to get tired of living here... So it's okay for you to walk away when the dog attacks you, but not me? That makes perfect fucking sense. Then somehow my dad was brought up. Who are you to tell me how my dad feels about me? I know how he feels about m... He hates me. I can hear it in his voice when I talk to him. Stop telling me these lies. I know that he doesn't love himself. You don't have to tell me, and then you don't have to lie and tell me that he loves me. HE DOESN'T!

Okay. Done. I'm going to school. The lab closes at 1, and I don't think I have anything else to do today, so I should be able to be on for quite a while today. Love you Connor. *hugs and kisses*