It's things like this that make me feel like cutting.

Whenever I think that I'm past feeling that way, something happens or someone says something at all of the longing rushes back.

Just had a 'conversation' with my mom. I'm sure that she doesn't think of it as anything out-of-the-ordinary but it fucking hurt. It hurts when she implies and then flat out says that she doesn't think that I can handle life.

You know, maybe I can't. I doubt it most days. But I really don't need my own mom to imply that I'm a helpless leech.

Just fuck. Talk about pain.

Woo!

Got the VMA tape today. Just went through it and marked down when *NSYNC was on. Will watch the full thing tomorrow.

Wherein I am a lemming.

Watch me fall.

Alternative: Lush Van Ripp
Hip Hop: Maid Millionaire
Blues: Big Blind Momma
Jazz: Lotta Lix
Classical: Vee Ola
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Country: Tanya Trucker
Pop Rock: Rachael Slide
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