Hey, I woke up finally. Well, Mrs. Kassy (my dad's gf) got me some tacos from Taco Bell, and I'm pretty happy bout that.
There was some yelling last night, like, severe yelling between Mrs. Kassy and her mom about me, my little bro, and my dad ruining their lives, and Mrs. Kassy argued back that it wasnt true and if she didn't like it she should just leave. It was crazy. Now...what I feel like is just dieing...I've been the good child over here, like, I've done what I was told to do, I respect them, but they still don't like me. What the hell else do they want!? Ugh...
All that happened last night...aye....I had trouble staying asleep. My sleeve kept rolling up, and when I woke up I had to pull it back down before anyone saw my cuts so...
Oi, I'm going to eat. I'll be on all day so...yea...
