Have any of you ever seen The Perfect Man. Its kind of a shitty movie starring Hillary Duff. Anyways, I watched that today. It was crazy how much our lifes are alike. We both have single mothers and a little sister. But anyone could have that. The reason our familes are so much alike is because they both date loser men, and when he breaks their heart, they pack up their things and flee to another town. I'm 16 and I've moved more than 12 times. Its the hardest most difficult thing to do. But I'm getting pretty good at it. I've now learned not to unpack everything, hang any thing on the walls, make plans, or even that many friends. I remember once living in Portland, I was 8. I made all my new friends, we all had so many plans and things we wanted to do with eachother. We lived there for 2 weeks. For once I would just like to settle down, make plans! Be a teenager. Every time she says this will be the last time, I come home to find a empty carton of icecream and and note saying, "Went to get boxes. Be home soon." I'm scared I'm gonna learn from her and runaway when things get tough. Thats not me. But when you see something happen so many times, you start to feel as if its the only way. For just once I'd like to have a place to call home.
Sorry if this first blog was a little to much for you on this rainy Sunday evening, but who else am I gonna tell everything too!
--Much Love.
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