i hate you bush!!

still nothing. its been 8 days, which doesnt seem like a long time now that i count it. but damn im going crazy. i hate this sooo much. i hate worrying about him and wondering if hes alive. i hate itttttttt!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! i keep telling myself that if something really bad happened to him that my mom would come in a dream with him to tell me. every time i drive past the cememtery i beg her to keep him safe for me. it worked last time and im hoping this time too.

i hate bush for taking my lover from me.

i want my baby home