everyday its something. its like one moment anything thats bad can and will happen, wether its soon or waiting for me. these things are inevitable and hard to escape. this shit happens to frequent enough for me to not be able to get out unscaved or even harmed at all. i cant wait to be on my own, completly devoid ov other life unless i say otherwise. to live on my own would be a gift greater than suicide...at least i can still have fun by myself while im still alive. id love to leave wen i want/need AND NEVER EVER depend on anyone to let me in wen im comming in late FUCK i hate home life...ITS HIGHLY OVERATED....HIGHLY.cant wait for my life to officially start....STILL MAKIN MOVES....KEEP UP
