I’m tired.

Barbra.

I do not like being homeless.

Sometimes I wake up and I don’t even know who I am anymore.

At least I have Kelly. We’re in this together, two peas in a pod

Melissa is such a stupid fucking name.

It’s so cold. And quiet.

I’m not her. I’m Barbra. I’m not her. I’m Barbra.

What’s the point anymore?

I had a horrible nightmare. I need to check on Mari.

#RIP Vicky.

she’s dead. she’s dead. she’s dead. she’s dead. she’s dead. she’s dead. she’s dead. she’s dead. she’s dead. she’s dead. she’s dead. she’s dead. she’s dead. she’s dead. she’s dead. she’s dead. she’s dead. she’s dead. she’s dead. she’s dead. she’s dead. she’s dead. she’s dead. she

No. No no no no no. Why can I hear her

It’s so lonely without Kelly.

I am going to start the Nikki hate club. Who wants to join?

It’s been a long week.

I hate this.

It must be nice…

Happy Father’s Day. My father is dead.