What I hate is that I can't really remember what she was like before. It kills me. All I know is this woman. I'm pretty sure I liked the other one though. I don't know how to get her back.
My real dad was an alcoholic (he's not anymore) and it's ironic because that's partly why my mom divorced him.
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on 2008-11-03 03:34 am (UTC)My real dad was an alcoholic (he's not anymore) and it's ironic because that's partly why my mom divorced him.