• 010. happy thanksgiving. this is the first year where my grandmas not coming, my mom and her are sorta in a feud. matt might come today, who knows. it'd be fun if he did. i talked on the phone to matt for a while last night, while he waited outside for his friends to pick him up, i don't even know if they did or not. i told him to call the house phone, he did at like 130am, i was so afraid mom woke up, she did and came in and asked who i was on the phone with, but oh well. i like talking to him on the phone, i love the sound of his voice. hmm well matts not coming today, i figured, but i'm still bummed out. maybe i could see him later, doubt it though, no ride. oh well i guess. i hate thanksgiving. i love how thanksgiving was actually about tuns of indians dying and us stealing their land, yet we celebrate it and give thanks? weird. also, how did thanksgiving even become about food? i mean where did turkey, the main symbol of thanksgiving, even come from? recommendation: millions of pieces by mansions. You saved me from breaking into millions of pieces, dancefloors and beer bottles, meaningless kisses, and I don't miss a single one. I never want you to be erasing me. I never want your heart to be breaking. I never want us to ever be apart, and I don't think I could live without you, so please, don't ever go, cause I need you now, and that, you should know.

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