"Runnin' away from pain when you've been victimized..."

This past week definately hasn't been the greatest. I think things are starting to get better, but it's hard to say. And I can't tell if my parents trust me or if they don't care anymore. They've stopped giving me curfews. I guess they trust me, they must. But who knows. It's just really weird. It's a weird sense of freedom. Maybe they're trying to prepare themselves and me for when I go away to college. I hope things keep going uphill here at home. Although, I'm not sure how much further downhill they can go...whatever. Outside of homelife, things are really good. I sold a puppy today at work. She was really cute. And with Ben things are good. So anyways, Ciao!