Why do the things that happen, happen?
Yesterday, my friend got a call in 5th period from her mom. She came back with watery eyes. Her baby cousin had been in a car when a drunk driver hit it, killing all brain functions. It’s so sad. I feel so helpless. I really want to do something, but all I can do is tell her I am here if she needs me. I hate feeling helpless like this. I don’t understand why God or the earth has to...
I want to.
But I don’t think that I can. Time to cry myself to sleep with OneRepublic.
It'd be so easy.
There are so many ways i could do it. So why haven’t I done it yet?
This morning has been way to hectic.
I woke up and my dad told me that they were going to go to Seattle because Daniel wanted to ride the monorail. I decided to go, which meant I had to take a shower and be ready within 15-20 minutes. Once I was ready, we were about to leave when Daniel starts to get in a fit because he wants food. He won’t stop screaming and yelling and he was pushing his mom. There goes Seattle. Then we went...