Yeah, yeah, I know. Amy's pregnant. Shouldn't I get her off the street...?
I'm not a charity case. But, she is a head case.
I'll wind up dead before I turn 17 my dad said. He's an ass, a real dickhead. How come parents are dickheads...?
Shouldn't they be better...?
Such unreal people I'm around. It's no wonder I'm a bad boy. It's better than living with him.
My mom flung me down the staircase again. I had two ribs broken and an arm. I am a mess.
Manuella Santos is talking to me. I don't know why she cared about me. Unless it's about Emma. Her. I miss her. Wonder what happened.
"Jay, I heard you give out bracelets..." Um, yeah... What did she want...?
"Can I have one...?"
What is she trying to pull...?
"Look, I'm having problems and I want a you know...?"
Go somewhere else cause you're going to hurt your best friend.
I went to the Ravine. To get a bracelet. But he told me off.
I was willing to offer myself up. I know, it's sick. Easy. Insane. Demented. But, I wanted one of those things.
Out of desperation, I grabbed him and kissed him. He didn't kiss back. That's when I knew. He didn't want me.
Does she ever learn...? I shake my head. Trying to get with me. What was she thinking...!? God, if Emma finds out...?
What am I to do?