so i redyed my hair and showered, then i got dressed and we went to wendy's again. god i love those frosties. Then we went to the hospital to check out if we could get a free psychiatrist or something. Vito was worried they would see our arms and say something.i guess i was kinda nervouse too but i covered it up pretty well. The lady there looked at us like we were from another planet cause vito was all grungy and i was all punked out with my red hair. i am so tired of people treating me like they are better than me. sorry i'm not an upstanding citizen of the united fucking states. i hate it when they look at me like i am a piece of shit. like i really need that in the condition i am in already. fuckers.
anyway, we came back and vito went to sleep. he gets me aggitated because hes always telling me to talk louder when i am on my side of the room cause he can never hear me, and then when i do he gets mad at me cause he says iam yelling at him. i cant fuckin win.
so tell me...why am i here again??????