I'm so fucked up. I'm totally wasted as I write this, so I apologize if I might sound a little immature, that is the farthest thing I want to do. It was my mom's birthday today and we partied in the garage. Johnny was back to his usual self, gave me attention and all the hugs that I could have ever desired. I love him so much. He brought some girls over, I was kind of upset about that, but once, they set foot into my garage, I didn't feel threatened, not the slightest bit. That's how much confidence I have in myself and it feels damn good. Anyways, they were real sweethearts and they have myspaces and they are going to add me, and keep in touch. They're trying to get me to have a fake i.d. so that we can get into clubs. I might have to wait on that one because for one, I HATE getting into trouble, so we'll just have to look for all ages clubs and such. But they're awesome and older than me which means, I might finally have transportation and get to experience things that I've always wanted to. It's pretty awesome. But I've learned to never get my hopes up too high. Well that's all for now, I'll write again sometime tomorrow when I am sober. Much love.

I got myself an adorable Cinderella purse..I'm in love <3