I miss my mom. Tonight wasn't so bad. Nothing too scary happened. Except for Spencer's little problem. I know it's not always going to be like this, and I'm not sure if I should keep on watching. At least I feel better seeing my mom. Ezra too. And on a more creepy note, I'm thinking of cutting my hair the way it looks on the show. I know it was something A did, but I like the way it looks at least on camera.
Only good thing about what I went through was that at least I'm getting back into my photography again. Is that my coping mechanism? It definitely helps. I think I need to take some more photography classes. And stop watching Pretty Little Liars.