Sunday, Oct. 10, 2004
Dear mom,
I didn't mean to be a downer tonight. You were on a high at the bowling ally and I think I drug you down at home.
You are going to have an awesome birthday if I have to round people up at gun point and threaten their lives to have fun. You deserve a day for you, your fun, your friends. I'll make it happen. I promise.
As for my monies, I'm learning self control. I swear I am.
Your patience with me is amazing, even for a mother. I really don't think... hell I know, I wouldn't have survived life this far and started to become the semi normal person I am now.
I love you.
Lauren
harlemrain at 1:31 am