I have had it up to here*indicates air three feet above her head* with christmas. If I have to listen to another carol, Im gonna vomit. I have a ton of Candles to make, and other presents to buy still, and I am not feeling the fucking joy. all i feel is stressed. I just want to move, and go see david. KC is freaking cause someone ate her food. Great! more shit going down! why am i the only person that lives at my house who looks at other peoples perspectives?! I'm not sure if I warned her to label the things she doesnt want eaten, but I should have, cause if its in the fridge and has no lable, it will get eaten. No one communicates with each other enough to know what belongs to whom, and no one respects each other enough to not eat something they did not buy themselves. augh. sometimes, i wish i could live alone.
I wouldn't cause i dont want to leave Bree alone, but sometimes it's nice to wish.
Actually, I haven't been happier with Bree since before Lindsay. I'm not sure why but our relationship has blossomed. I love her so much sometimes that it's hard to think straight. We havent had a fight since...I can't remember! Since she called me a nasty name when she was stoned and drunk. and I freaked. Since then we have been fine.
Im not sure what the fight was about.
I really love her.
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