we never have shit. Especially food.

I miss good food and real meals. I hate slop, and chicken pot pies, and hot dogs, and cereal. What the fuck, none of those qualify as a fucking dinner meal.

I hate this trashy ass house, dirty clothes, everything dirty. It’s disgusting. I don’t want this life, me and Ty have to start making shit happen because I can’t stand living like this anymore. It’s gross. I’m always hungry. I’m NOT on the diet I need to be on. Everything’s dirty and no one cares about the house anymore. There’s more cigarettes and bud in this house than food. D: ugh.