Oh my effing god.../explodes
Fulfilling material desires can really make you insanely happy.

Oh my gosh, Heather, I'm so sorry. :/ I don't really know what to say other than: *hug*.... My dad also had a medical emergency-type-thing a while back, so I know how you feel. :( I just pray and hope that everything will get better. Just keep your chin up, okay? If you ever need anyone to talk to, I'm here.... :)

...Lady Gaga is making a documentary about her life.

._.

I'm sorry if there are any "little monsters" reading this post, but, I need to go spend a few hours beating my head against a wall. *turns up 2NE1 playlist to loudest volume setting on my computer to drown out the Gaga songs in my head* *bangs head against wall*

My gosh, I know EXACTLY how you feel. ;w; My dad's tooth has been acting up for weeks, now, and he's been in intense pain every single say. He FINALLY got it fixed, thank gosh. But I hated seeing him in so much pain. Plus he has back and stomach problems all the time. I hate seeing ANYONE in pain, especially my loved ones. I really really hope your parents feel better soon, Heather!!!

And don't question your existence. You exist, so try to just enjoy it. <:^J

Happiness
 

I actually feel weird posting something happy on this page, but oh well. By the way, names have been changed for their protection.

You know all those cheesy tv shows where they get people who aren't so good looking and have low self esteem and give them a makeover? You know how they always come back to them a few weeks later and they ramble on about how much their new look has affected the way they live and made them happier and more confident? Yeah? Keep that in mind.

So, yesterday was boxing day, and my family and the Gulp family and a few others have this tradition of having a boxing day party. Basically there a families and friends and alcohol and darts and smokes. Breathing in the air there pretty much shortens your life by 20 years.
THis year, it was particularily loud with Thunderstrucks blaring through the speakers and veryone laughing and yelling and whatnot. They were also designing tattoos and discussing rugby and guitar. I saw Dad Gulp giving his fourteen year old son Son Gulp a bottle of Steinlagar. Beer. Which is illegal. But unfortunately for me, I HAVE to go to these parties. At first I didn't think it was that bad, but then Son went for another. And another. After the fourth he was well and truly drunk. He was stumbling and falling and trying to pick up his sisters whore friend, Molly. When Mollys boyfriend asked him why, he said "I love her" in a very groaning, stretched voice. Then Mollys boyfriend said "Fair enough." But thats not the point. Just wanted to give you an idea of what the parties are like.
There us also this other tradition, where somebody goes home from these parties with a new hairstyle. I remember one year all the boys shaved bits of their hair and got mohawks XD And this year it was me. They died my hair blue. With permanent dye.
And I love it! Those cheesy shows are pretty true, it does give you a new vouch of confidence. I actually feel like myself, like this is what I'm supposed to look like. It really helps me express myself, and I feel pretty! It's really cool. So yeah. I just felt like rambling....... Ta da!
*le feels bad for posting looong post about happy*

I too now how she feels. My mother put out her back once and even the tiniest movement caused her to scream. It was terrifying. She just lay in bed looking paralyzed for weeks and there was nothing we could do to help.

cracked it:) its easy.

I know. But the thing is, I've also been questioning whether or not I'm capable of love, and so I don't know if it's just my human reaction to seeing someone with whom I'm familiar in pain, or loved-one-pain. Thank you; me too.

If only it was that easy. .-.
It's really effing freaky, isn't it?
Thanks, Stephanie. :')

What's wrong, are you alright?