wow i've been away for a loooooooooong time.
so much crap has happened to me since my last entry....
Well lets start with when i got sent to the crisis clinic for children and teens (known as The Harbor); around June 12th my mom told me i was never aloud to see Taylor again. i, in total freak out depressed mode, cut my left wrist, which i told myself i would never do again. so mom spazed when she found out. a couple days after that we cot into a huge fight while she was driving. i got out of the car while it was still moving and went into the exxon gas station. mom fallowed me and i'm freaking out not letting her touch me and am in tears. some zealot homeless looking guy comes up to us and hands us each some cheap little christian booklet thing and tells us only god can solve our problems. mom is all like "thank you so much sir" and i threw the book in the garbage. meanwhile the cashier lady has called the cops. after i make it quite clear, after mom calls my step dad and he tells me he's gonna beat the shit out of me when i get home, that i'm not going back home she leaves the gas station. i call Taylor and ask her to come pick me up. so i'm sitting in the gas station and two cop cars pull up. both the doughnut swollen cops strut up to me and start talking to me. they call my stepdad and go outside. Taylor pulls up with her sister to come get me. the cops won't let me leave,so Taylor's sister goes to pick up her cell phone from home to call her social worker and Taylor stays with me while i'm bawling. Then my stepdad showes up and the cop takes me back home. They started spewing out all this crap about corperal punishment, saying it was okay how my mom decked me in the face till my eyes and cheeks where swollen,(since my mom had'nt touched me recently all they had to go by was my word. and they did'nt like the word of a little adolecent dyke), because i talked back, i did wrong, i did'nt obey, whatever. then they left. they did'nt do a god damn thing. then my stepdad left for work and my mom took my 2 youngest brothers to the store. i decided to call Taylor to tell her what had happened. she had finally gotten pissed off at my mom enough that she and her sister went down to social services (or something like that???) and had a private investigator come out. so she came out with a sherrif and.... i got bakeracted and sent to The Harbor.
after i came home things were a bit cooled off. i think i finally got it through to my mom that i was'nt gonna take her shit anymore, because she has'nt laid a hand on me once since i came home and has been letting me see and talk to Taylor.
on a happier note, Taylor and i have now been together for almost 6 months and last sunday she proposed to me and i accepted. that day is one of the happiest days of my life. i love and care about her so much......
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1 part jealousy
5 parts brilliance
3 parts beauty
yeah, that's a little thing i kidnapped from hothead :)
love to all,
Rainbow
5:35 p.m. - 2004-07-17
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