Let go...

[_tension]

Okay so today sucked.

I was cleaning all day.

Stoked about going out tonight.

The person I want to chill with is sick.

It's okay, you'll find something to do.

Finish cleaning, get dressed.

Go to costco with mom, she says after dinner let's see a movie.

She'll flake, like she always does, but I say sure.

Our landlords come over, we dazzle them with our clean house, they raise the rent $5.

(Fuck you, and your rent)

Like I said, mom flakes.

I get mad, really mad. All this tension just burst.

I cried for like an hour.

Then I left home and walked around Capitola.

I didn't have my cellphone, I knew they wouldn't call.

I was gone for about 45 minutes.

I sat on my driveway and looked at the stars.

Waited for something. Waited to be cold, so I'd have an excuse to go in.

I didn't get cold.

My brother walks outside to interrogate me.

I go inside.

They didn't call.

Listen to A Fire Inside.

Go to sleep.

Wake up hoping to watch tv, or talk online to someone.

Mom's sprawled out on the couch, no one is online.

I'm glad today sucked so hard.