Heather Christine

I'm BAAAAAAAAACK!!!!

I got out yesterday and I am back at home. YAY! Send me some love everyone!

I got MySpace: twisted_romance@myway.com

-Heather

Somehow I managed to get back online again while in rehab. If anyone sees my girlfriend, Marli, tell her I love her.

Please write:

Heather Mathis
2861 Meadowlark Dr.
San Diego, CA 92123

FEATHERWOOD LOVE,
-"Heatherwood"

The Cook
This is your life, its so fucking intense
It leaves you wondering what happened, it doesn’t make sense
Your folks have told you about the birds and the bees
So I’m going to tell you about the cops and the trees
Weather you slam it, snort it, suck it through a glass tube
The Meth Monster knows you’re sick
First it’s your friends, and then it’s your wife
You’re convinced you don’t need them; they’re trashing your life
Then one day you realize and see
They’re all part of a conspiracy
You hide in your house, best friends you avoid
You’re a strung out motherfucker, straight paranoid
Now this shit has taken a nasty turn
You jumped into the fire, and started to burn
What once was for kicks, now seems all so real
So you get a brainstorm and think “Hey, I should deal”
Now your time is spent just making your rounds
You started with quarters, then ounces, now pounds
Now you’re in the chapter of the Crankster’s sick book
Knowing from the start there’s going to be trouble
You sit spinning in your lab watching it bubble
Now you’re being watched by the Feds and DTF
You still wanna cook that Meth
Then one night you’re minding your store
Twenty-one punk-ass policeman come crashing through the door
They bum rush you, stick a knee in your chest, SCREAM
Freeze you fuckin’ junkie, you’re under arrest
Now you’re going to court with your public pretender
You’d have a better chance sticking your dick in a blender
The Judge won’t make a deal, He’ll give twenty to life
So you call home collect, and your buddy’s fuckin’ your wife
Now you’re walking the prison yard, you look back and reflect
How did my life get so fucked up and wrecked?
Then a flash in my head like a big neon sign says
I think I’ll get out and cook just one last time..

Things have improved greatly. Marli and I are getting along pretty well (with the occasional fight here and there - typical) and things are good. We spent most of Valentine's Day sleeping, then the guy we were staying with made us a good-ass dinner; Pollo asada with rice and red peppers. Marli ate most of it, but I liked the chicken. ;)

I haven't really been doing much. Hardly ever get high anymore. Just sleep and eat. I'm not the least bit sucked up. Actually, I'm getting FAT! (Eew.)

Anyway, I have nothing new to report on. Things are slow. No one but Missy has written me any e-mail or anything on LJ. Thanks guys... ;)

STAY DOWN...
-Heather

Leo July 23 - August 22
You're feeling super-social and would like nothing better than to just kick it with a few of your people and talk about your big dreams with them.
Yesterday Today Tomorrow

Virgo August 23 - September 22
Homework is a big deal for you now. Go over it twice -- or three times, if you're already a perfectionist. If you get it exactly right, the rewards will be worth it.
Yesterday Today Tomorrow

KEEPING THIS ONE REAL SHORT:

So last night Marli and I hung out with her ex-girlfriend/mutual friend all night. Things were alright when there were other people around, but the majority of the night was spent in Amy's car, driving around East County, looking for a "good spot" and being too paranoid to stay in one place for more than a ten minute period. It was annoying as hell. This was all AFTER Amy broke down to Marli, crying while apologizing for ever hurting her. "Blah fuckin' blah..." So I got to see Amy try to step her foot back into the door - likely to attempt a second shot at getting with her. *SORRY, NOT HAPPENING!*

So back to the night...

We spent like 90% of last night in this pilty chick's car hitting pipe and being on a weird-ass level while I got shit from Marli all night for "drawing too much" and "playing games." (WHAT?! ME?!?! FUCK THAT!)

About 12 or so hours later, I finally lost it in the backseat of the car when Marli shot off about something that just made me snap. I was so upset. Basically I brought myself to near hyperventilation because I was crying so intensely, but at the same time, trying not to let them hear my sobs. No one said anything.

So FINALLY this bitch pulls over and I shot up (I was laying across the back seats) and grabbed my backpack to look through it. I finally found a razor blade and got one not-so-good slice across my wrist. Marli sensed something I guess because she looked at me real harshly and said, "Don't do anything stupid." I almost smiled (knowing I was caught up, basically) and I said, "What do you mean by that?" Then she saw a little red in the fur of my coat and she reached to get out of the car (I assumed to come to my side of the car and check my arms for cuts) so I got out of the car real quick and started down the street. She stopped me and after a little begging and near crying, she finally was able to see my wrists. I only got one little cut (damn it - but for the best I guess) and she freaked out. Crying and everything.

I figured that more than likely, she would just leave me there, standing alone and bleeding in the middle of the street. But I was wrong. She grabbed me and hugged me and asked why and all this. We ended up getting back in the car and going to Starbucks to clean up the cut. We spent like 20 minutes in the bathroom there cleaning up the slice, and talking about it.

Basically, what it came down to was this: We both madly and truly love eachother and we proved that through our behavior in the situation. I explained to her that I felt completely disreguarded, alone, and ignored in the back seat the whole night. She explained her side. She realized how seriously NEEDY I am (disgusting, but true) and has promised to change - give me her full attention and (hopefully) be able to better recognize when I'm not "Okay" for HOURS AT A TIME and DO SOMETHING about it.

We'll see. I believe she understands everything I told her today, but I don't know if she - or anyone for that matter - could fulfill the emptiness I so often feel. I hope to God that she can.

I love her SO fucking much and want to be with her SO badly... If things like that come up again, and we have the same or similar results, I don't know what I would do. I just don't know. It wouldn't work.

She's my baby girl... MY EVERYTHING... She's supposed to catch me when I fall... Last night it felt like she ran at me full-force and knocked me flat on my face! And some how, in the end, she did catch me (sort of), but she was still my reason for falling...

...Now it's almost 6:00 PM on Saturday and we're babysitting. She and I are on another bad level, and I'm on the verge of tears. I can't stand this feeling. I feel as if I'm walking on egg shells. I'm so scared sometimes to even speak. It's as if anything I say is wrong, and if I say nothing at all, that's wrong, too.

I'm running out of solutions. How can I save us? How do I save our relationship? I'm so fucking scared!!!

*I HOPE TO GOD THAT THIS WONDERFUL THING I AM NOW A PART OF DOESN'T COMPLETELY DISINTIGRATE INTO NOTHING BUT HEARTACHE AND LOSS. I FEAR, MORE THAN ANYTHING, THAT I WILL CONTINUE TO FALL DEEPER AND DEEPER IN LOVE WITH THIS GIRL, ONLY TO BE DOOMED TO TRAGEDY AND HEARTACHE AT THE END. SHE'S JUST TOO GOOD FOR ME... AND I SENSE THAT SHE'S STARTING TO SEE THAT. SHE COULD DO SO MUCH BETTER. I AM A NOBODY. I'M NOTHING COMPARED TO THE WONDERFUL PERSON SHE IS. EVERYONE LOVES HER. EVERYONE WANTS HER. SHE'S TOO GOOD FOR ANY GIRL... SO HOW DID SHE END UP WITH ME? AND HOW COULD SHE STILL LOVE ME AFTER ALL THE DRAMA I'VE DRAGGED HER THROUGH? IT'S UNBELIEVABLE! TRULY REMARKABLE! AND SHE'S MINE? SHE'S MINE... SHE'S MINE!!!!!*

Wow, I'm a lucky little piece of pilty tweekerness aren't I? Fuckin' wow...

-Heather

STAY DOWN...

Leo - Your Love Profile Your positive traits: You're almost always the center of attention - and easy for potential dates to spot Your happiness and optimism is appealing to all... and contagious! You don't hold grudges - getting over little fights is no problem for you Your negative traits: You tend to ignore relationship problems, until they are too big to handle You crave luxury, and you are disappointed with partners who can't provide you with it If someone does you wrong, you'll coldly and cruely break their heart Your ideal partner: Someone high status enough to bring you more attention - but not so great that they upstage you Makes you laugh and brings excitement to everything you do together Is aggressive and confident enough to butt heads with you every so often Your dating style: High expectations. You need to be impressed with an incredible first date for a second one to occur. Your seduction style: You like to make the first move - you're fearless about initiating things Passionate. You really get into any intimate act. Aggressive. Most of the time, you find yourself wanting sex more than your partner. Tips for the future: Try to not need so much attention. You'll feel less ignored, guaranteed. Learn to love your parnter for who they are - not how they help advance your life. Let your partner shine occasionally. You don't always have to be the alpha dog. Best place to meet someone online: Platnium Romance - these flirty singles will make sure that you're the center of attention Best color to attract mate: Gold Best day for a date: Sunday Get your free love profile at Blogthings.

Leo Kissing Horoscope

Your kisses are wild and uninhibited, biting and clawing; you expect applause for your performance. Your Relationship Potential: It could be a fun fling, or it could be the love of your life. Sample your free reading for more details.

This is SO ture!
-Heather

You Are 33 Years Old

33 Under 12: You are a kid at heart. You still have an optimistic life view - and you look at the world with awe. 13-19: You are a teenager at heart. You question authority and are still trying to find your place in this world. 20-29: You are a twentysomething at heart. You feel excited about what's to come... love, work, and new experiences. 30-39: You are a thirtysomething at heart. You've had a taste of success and true love, but you want more! 40+: You are a mature adult. You've been through most of the ups and downs of life already. Now you get to sit back and relax.

Not a whole lot to report on. Marli and I will be together one month tomorrow! My longest relationship with a female. I'm safe and healthy. I'm not sleeping in parks or laundry rooms at the moment. I've spent the last week cutting back on my drug use and spending more time nurturing myself back to a healthy state. I'm no longer walking around El Cajon aimlessly with no final destination. I'm getting thingsa together more or less. I have a few new acquaintences that have helped us out. I've eaten and slept every night this week and I'm using a very minimal amount of dope in comparison to the prior weeks. Things are falling into place with a lot more ease than before. My cellphone is out of minutes again, but I'm working on fixing that.

I'm looking out for "number one" and not losing sight of those things which are most important. I've still got a good head on my shoulders. The street-life really hasn't torn me down too hard. I'm making it. It's been over three weeks - the longest I've lived this way.

Anyway, I'm going to keep this short because we have things to do, but I just wanted everyone who cares to know that Marli and I are both alive and healthy. We're happier than ever, and things are wonderful! Aside from the homesickness, I'm holding up remarkably well. I still miss my make-up and my flat-iron, but I think I'll survive.

Thanks for the support from those of you who have taken the time to drop a quick note or encouragement. You're all in my prayers.

Much love,
-Heather

**East County Featherwood - There's no stoppin' me!**

So yeah, nothing has gone as planned so far. Marli and I never have a stable place to stay. We're just walking around aimlessly, knocking on the hotel doors of random aquaintances, hoping someone might let us stay the night. Last night, the manager of the motel we hang out at most often evicted everyone who was staying there, and so we ended up locking ourselves in the laundry room of a nearby apartment complex. It was cold, but it worked. And some woman was tweakin' doing laundry and brought us soda and stuff. She said that we could come to her apartment and hang out when her husband isn't there. So that was kind of cool. Yesterday we ran into some guy that Marli met a while ago and he gave us money to get food and let us hang out at his house for most the day. But then he turned out to be a complete pervert and asked if he could watch and practice eating pussy with us. When we told him no, he kicked us out. It was bullshit and absolutely disgusting! So we're pretty much on our own still. No one is trying to help us out at all. It's a dog-eat-dog world out here - every (wo)man for themself! We're doing pretty okay though - under the circumstances. I e-mailed my mom telling her I'm alright. She responded with a simple "thank you" and "I love you." It was alright. I still have a few friends left out there that call every once in a while. No one on there own or stable enough to help us get back on our feet. But that's the way the world is - you have to be selfish to get by.

Anyway, so life is life (I read that in my sister's LJ) and it is what we make it. We're slowly making our way to somewhere. Where that is I'm still not too sure. My grug use is at a minimum because I need to focus on myself, Marli, and our day-to-day living arrangements. Things don't happen all on there own.

If anyone feels the need or has the urge to contact me, feel free to do so on here, on e-mail (twisted_romance@myway.com), or on my cell phone (619-647-4218). I'll be available until the day they lock me back up. That day being too soon, no matter how far away...

Much love and respect to all.

**East County Featherwood for life!**

-Heather ("Heatherwood")

I currently have less than $10 on my cell phone which will likely last me through to the end of the day. We'll see though I guess. Anyway, I have so far only found a place to stay tonight (Saturday, January 29th) and nothing more. I did the motel scene again last night and was luckily able to find a room to kick it in.

If anyone has any ideas or can help out in anyway, please contact me:

Heather ("Heatherwood")
*cell: (619) 647-4218
*AIM: twiztedromance
*e-mail: twisted_romance@myway.com

I'll be around - around is the only place I have to be. Haha. Fun living!

-"Heatherwood"

I got kicked out of my pad and I need a couple ideas of places to stay. It's me and my girlfriend. I have no minutes on my phone, so if you can help me out, IM or text my cellphone (647-4218) with a number I can call you back at. Thanks a lot!
-Heather

Well, last night I spent the night and my grandparents house so I couldn't hang out with Jay or go to the pool hall. He called me a couple times while he was there though. Kyle called me and told me that a couple guys went to Alpine and filled their truck up with snow and everyone was playing in it, having snow ball fights. And I missed out. Damn it. Even Playboy (Justin) called me just to say "Get your ass down here now, Heather!" Everyone wanted me there and I couldn't go. Ugh! I hate that shit! I can't go tonight either! :(

Anyway, I went to Palavra Tree today and filled out my stacks and stacks of paperwork. I start next Tuesday. I have to go Tuesday's and Wednesday's from 3pm - 4:30pm. It's out in the South East San Diego area, so I'm a little scared. Oh well, I'll survive. The problem is getting from Santee to South East in an hour. Interesting shit. I need a car badly!

So, now I'm back at my grandma's waiting for lunch and then we're going to go see "Phantom of the Opera" at Mission Valley. We'll come back here, get ready for my Job's Daughters meeting tonight, and after the meeting I'm free. I wont get out of the meeting until like 9 or 10, but I could easily call up Jay and tell him to come get me. He would. I haven't seen him since the night before last, so I know he's anxious to hang out.

Saturday is my sister's Installation - a really big, really formal youth group ceremony that we put on every 6 months and I attend every time - and I'm sketched out because I told Chris I'd go with him, but I'm thinking about asking Jay to go with me, and Daniel and Missy want to go too. This should be interesting. Drunk ass Jay with spun-out Daniel and dick-whipped Missy... Well, I guess it'll be a real party then. I'm really trippin' 'cause Jay marked up my neck really badly the other night, and if it's not gone by Saturday, I'm fucked! I'm wearing a strapless black and white satin formal. No neck coverage what-so-ever. This could be a problem. Besides, it's bad enough I'm wearing my "love bites" to the meeting tonight. Way trashy and unclassy! Bad, bad, bad.

Anyone got any tips on how to remove hickies? PLEASE?!

Leo July 23 - August 22
While you're a little needier than usual, you won't have to worry about getting attention. Practically everybody wants a piece of you, so all you have to do is show up.

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Hell yeah I'm a "little needier than usual", considering:

1) The "love my life" and I broke up a few days ago and he wants to get back together but we can't because it's "against Skin Head beliefs" for him to date a minor. (*Whatever!*)

2)I'm now dating a guy I just met and he is so scared of getting hurt by another girl that I'm afraid now more than ever of doing the wrong thing (like I did to Daniel). Plus, I really wanted to be with Jesse, but I just jumped into things with Jay and Jesse doesn't even know yet!

3)I just started back at Drug Court today and I'm stressed out about treatment and NA meetings, and everything else. (But, I have 72 days clean.)

4)I'm going to back to lame-as-fuck high school for another semester starting on the 18th.

I've never "worried about getting attention" and this is NOT the kind of attention I would want. School officials, probation, treatment teams, guys, more guys, and so on.

"Practically everyone wants a piece of you so all you have to do is show up." There are too many places to be!!!

Some one help me out here!

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On a lighter note...

I really want to "gush" on the juicey, sexy details about my night with Jay (aka "Desert Rat") last night. Well, we met a few weeks ago at the pool hall where we both hang out. Neither of us are part of Rowdy, but we both chill with the crew. Missy introduced us the first night and he had this really beautiful smile that caught my attention. (Not to mention an even more beautiful truck!) He asked if I had a boyfriend (and at this point Daniel and I weren't yet over) and I told him "sort of" because he's in jail. He didn't really talk to me again after that. Then last night, this bitch (I mean girl) had just completely smashed his heart and Missy and I found him drunk as fuck in his truck crying. We went with him to get more beer, but ran into this other guy, Burns, who already had beer. So we parked next to Burns's truck and drank a couple beers. I'm a light weight again because I rarely, rarely drink. I drank two beers and was buzzin'. Someone took Missy home and Jay and I finally got an opportunity to kick it. We were sitting in his truck drinking and talking and I made the decision in my head to kiss him. I took my scarf off, put it around his neck, pulled him in closer to me, and kissed him. He went with it and shortly there after, we were both drunk and all over eachother.

Missy called a little later crying because of some big "crisis" she was having, so we went to go pick her up and take her back to the pool hall. By the time we got back it was time for me to go home. On the way home Missy was getting all mad because Jay and I were kissing and holding eachother and just being content. Since she has openly admitted to me that she wanted Jay for herself, and has also openly admitted to me that she is jealous that I can have almost any guy I want and she can't, I knew why she was getting mad. And so did Jay. But that didn't really stop us. I got to my house, kissed him good-bye, told him to come back and get me in an hour, and left. He took Missy home, took another friend of ours home, and went back to the pool hall to drink some more.

A little after 11:30, he came to pick me up and we went to Kyle's house. We were chillin' there just just drinking and talking and having a good time. Kyle was smoking weed (something neither Jay nor I do) and acting like a little kid - as always. Jay and him were having a good time and I was getting a little annoyed because Kyle was talking about when him and I used to be a small, unknown item back in the day. I told Jay no to even listen to him. He didn't. Then Kyle and Jay got into it and almost fought because Kyle kept touching me, poking me, puttin ghis hands on me. Jay and I both think he was jealous and was just trying to piss Jay off. But instead it not only pissed off Jay, it pissed me off as well and I finally yelled at him. Jay flipped out, which in turn made Kyle flip out, and then they started arguing so Kyle went inside and we left. Sort of.

Jay and I went back to his truck and turned on the heater. We didn't go anywhere though. He was in a bad mood so I was just talking to him trying to get him to talk to me. He told me a little bit about his family life and why he is the way he is. He was telling me about his alcohol problem and how he wished he could do something about it.

Eventually he got into a better mood and we started kissing again. I was laying across the seats and on to him. We had our arms wrapped around eachother. It was great. We got really into everything we were doing and over the next few hours, ended up having sex in his truck (even though we had decided earlier that we would wait a few weeks). By the time we were done and getting ready to leave, it was 4am and the windows were so fogged up we had to put the truck on defrost for several minutes. It was pretty sexy.

Now I'm getting into Jay a lot. He has called me at least 6 times today and we always find something to talk about. I text messaged him telling him that I missed him and I was scaring myself because I don't know if it's safe to fall for him. He called me right away and said, "If you're falling for me, it's my job to catch you." Which was so sweet because one of my favorite quotes is "Don't fall for someone who wont be there to catch you." I'm happy.

But on the other hand, after all this, I'm really worried about Jesse. I was/am really into him but now there is no way it could ever be. I promised Jay I wouldn't hurt him, and if I say I'm not ready to pick one guy, I will likely be hurting him. And when Jesse finds out about Jay and I, he's going t likely be hurt. It seems like a lose/lose situation right now. Jesse called me twice while I was at the pool hall last night, and then called me three times today. I feel bad. I'm worried things wont work out with me and Jay and when I decide to run back to Jesse, he wont be there. And as far as Rowdy goes, if I'm with Jay, I can become a Rowdy girl, but if Rowdy doesn't want me, then I can't be Rowdy with Jesse.

I don't know what to do right now.

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Tomorrow at 9:30 I have an appointment with an outpatient rehab called "Palavra Tree" in East San Diego. I'm a little worried about the area it's in and the people I'll be surrounded by there, but I think I can handle myself. I'm going to see if I can take the bus there and have Jay or my mom pick me up afterwards. It worries me to be out there too long waiting for the bus and shit. The lady on the phone asked where I was from and when I said Santee, the first theing she said was "You know it will be mostly blacks and mexicans, right?" Uh-oh.

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I don't really know what else to say, so I'm going to go. I'll write more later if I find something to say. Goodnight all.

THREE NAMES YOU GO BY:
1. Heather
2. Heatherwood
3. Hessy

THREE SCREEN NAMES YOU HAVE HAD:
1. twisted_romance
2. Kttonmouthqween
3. angelicprincess

THREE THINGS YOU LIKE ABOUT YOURSELF:
1. My smile.
2. My attitude.
3. My love for people.

THREE THINGS YOU DON'T LIKE ABOUT YOURSELF:
1. My legs.
2. My love for Daniel.
3. My lack of confidence.

THREE PARTS OF YOUR HERITAGE:
1. German.
2. Irish.
3. Finish.

THREE THINGS THAT SCARE YOU:
1. Love.
2. Mark.
3. Love.

THREE OF YOUR EVERYDAY ESSENTIALS:
1. Liquid eyeliner.
2. Mascara.
3. Pen and paper.

THREE THINGS YOU ARE WEARING RIGHT NOW:
1. SoCal sweatshirt.
2. Ugg boots.
3. Zebra print scarf I made myself.

THREE OF YOUR FAVORITE BANDS OR MUSICAL ARTISTS (at the moment):
1. Metallica.
2. Ciara.
3. 3 Days Grace.

THREE OF YOUR FAVORITE SONGS (at the moment):
1. Nothing ELse Matters.
2. 1-2 Step.
3. I Hate Everything About You

THREE NEW THINGS YOU WANT TO TRY IN THE NEXT 12 MONTHS:
1. Staying clean and sober.
2. Being single or holding one exclusive relationship.
3. getting along with EVERYONE.

THREE THINGS YOU WANT IN A RELATIONSHIP
1. Trust.
2. Honesty.
3. Time.

TWO TRUTHS AND A LIE
1. I am in love.
2. I can't have him back.
3. I hate home. (LIE!)

THREE THINGS ABOUT THE OPPOSITE SEX (or same) THAT APPEAL TO YOU:
1. Smile.
2. Ability to carry a conversation.
3. Hands-on relationship.

THREE THINGS YOU JUST CAN'T DO:
1. Be completely honest.
2. Have him back.
3. Graduate.

THREE OF YOUR FAVORITE HOBBIES:
1. Sewing.
2. Going to the pool hall with friends.
3. Studying psychology.

THREE THINGS YOU WANT TO DO REALLY BADLY RIGHT NOW:
1. Get high.
2. Go out.
3. Be with Daniel.

THREE CAREERS YOU'RE CONSIDERING:
1. Psychologist.
2. Journalist.
3. Cosmetologist.

THREE PLACES YOU WANT TO GO ON VACATION:
1. Hawaii.
2. Europe.
3. Bahamas.

THREE KID'S NAMES:
1. Daniel Anthony IV.
2. RanDee Shannon.
3. Melissa Nicole.

THREE THINGS YOU WANT TO DO BEFORE YOU DIE:
1. Marry.
2. Quit using drugs.
3. Quit cutting.

THREE WAYS I AM STEREOTYPICALLY A BOY
1. I swear.
2. I run with Skin Heads.
3. I smoke.

THREE WAYS I AM STEREOTYPICALLY A CHICK
1. I have boobs.
2. I LOVE clothes, make-up, and shopping!
3. I would rather be around guys than females.

THREE CELEB CRUSHES
1. Angelina Jolie.
2. Brad Pitt.
3. Angelina Jolie.

IM OUT!!!!

I got out on the 23rd. Yayah! I did 2 fucking months! It's about damn time! Woohoo.

Anyway, I went to go enroll in school today and they wont let me because the semester is up in two weeks so I have to wait. Probation is going to flip the fuck out. Oh well, at least that means I can go with Missy to her man's court date tomorrow.

I talked to Daniel last night (we're aren't together anymore) and we fought for two hours, then we made up, then he told me to go to bed. He ended the call with "I love you" and I almost cried. Ugh! Men!!!

Well, Missy just called and I'm trying to get a hold of Daniel 'cause we're supposed to hang out today. Give me a call: (619) 647-4218 (cell). Buh-bye,
-Heather

OH, I ALMOST FORGOT:

HAPPY BIRTHDAY LAURA!!!!!!!!!!

I'm still locked up in the Girls Rehab Facility in Juvenile Hall. I should be getting out by Christmas. I'm not supposed to be on here, but I'm sneaking online. Write me:

Heather Mathis
2861 Meadowlark Dr.
San Diego, CA. 92123

Melissa: I miss you a lot. Thanks for sending me pictures. I'll see you soon.

Love,
-Heatherwood!

Court @ 3:30pm

If I don't post on here again tonight, I'm locked-the-fuck-up again...

Please write:
Heather Mathis
2801 Meadowlark Dr.
San Diego, CA 92123

Love,
"Heatherwood"