fuck man...

[abigore]

so i went out for a coffee with eric after he got off work. My dad got up at 430 and since he didnt see any sign of me, went through all my stuff lyin around, noticed my whiskey, and poured it out and put the bottle in the garbage. it is this kind of lack of respect for my things, choices, thoughts, and opinions that makes me angry! just because you dont drink doesnt mean you can impose that on me...and then he was freakin cuz i wasnt home, and he never fucking shuts up about how much he hates that my hair is purple...i'm leaving in less than an hour and i am sad. im gonna miss my people when im away, and im sad because nobody respects me. i shouldnt say nobody, but it usually seems close enough.

anyway, i gotta gather the last of my things and put new clothes on...love to all you crazy bastards, i will see you in mid-june!