Why does life have to SUCK so much sometimes? If I had been there this wouldn't have happened I would have made DAMN sure but I know I can't blame myself because there is enough people blaming themselves. But the next time I see Sara I'm going to smack her for hurting herself that was such a double standard. She used to get so mad at me for cutting, at least I never went to the hospital for stitches for it. I just want it to be Friday.