FUUUUUUUCK
Ik IR i S T IE Y: wanna hear some shit
hateyourbauman: yeah
Ik IR i S T IE Y: i might have to live here, for like 2 more months
Ik IR i S T IE Y: boo
hateyourbauman: WHAT
Ik IR i S T IE Y: bc theres family problems at home
Ik IR i S T IE Y: aaaaand
Ik IR i S T IE Y: they think its best for me to stay here
hateyourbauman: you can stay with me for a lil bit
hateyourbauman: tell them you want to stay at a friends house then
hateyourbauman: and you can stay with me
hateyourbauman: ill drive you anywhere
Ik IR i S T IE Y: that would not work, as bad as i would love to stay with you...
Ik IR i S T IE Y: :-[
Ik IR i S T IE Y: why are you being so nice
hateyourbauman: :-\
hateyourbauman: come on
Ik IR i S T IE Y: i tried...
Ik IR i S T IE Y: but they think me and may dad need to stay together or some bullshit.
hateyourbauman: did you tell them you dont want to?
Ik IR i S T IE Y: they are such fucktards
hateyourbauman: aww baby
hateyourbauman: :-)
Ik IR i S T IE Y: if i was a year older
Ik IR i S T IE Y: :-\
Ik IR i S T IE Y: well and if i was 17
Ik IR i S T IE Y: then my 18th bday would be in like 23 days
Ik IR i S T IE Y: and id be a grown up
hateyourbauman: word
Ik IR i S T IE Y: but no.
hateyourbauman: maybe not grown up
Ik IR i S T IE Y: still a fuckin baby
hateyourbauman: but def 18
Ik IR i S T IE Y: >:o
hateyourbauman: :-)
Ik IR i S T IE Y: a baby 8,000 miles away from EVERYTHING she knows.
Ik IR i S T IE Y: for two more months...
thanks daniel... <3 u
now tell me thats not some shit. so heres what happened. im straightening my hair, and my dads on his phone talkin to someone in icelandic, i wasnt paying too much attention to him... but after he was done he came over to me... and said.. "we need to talk"... and so i said ok... and we sat down. he told me that... well here was basically what happened.
dad- "well i was talkin to your mom, and she thinks it will be best for you.. well she thinks... and i think... that maybe..."
me- "what the hell are you talkin about?"
dad- "well it looks like you MAY be staying here for two more moths."
me- "AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH...whyyyyyy ;[ ;[ ;["
dad- "well your mom.. is having some difficulties at home and she thinks it MAY be best for you to stay here..."
YOU HAVE NO IDEA. im so sad. im like passed the I HATE MY MOM part, now im onto the depressed, having no clue wtf im gonna do... im trying to look at the good side... but its hard. see if i live here. i work. get 20 bux an hour... everyday for like 9 hours, for my dad so i dont pay taxes and shit... i can go out when i want, party, when i want, do what i want... when i want... internet when i want so i can talk to people..... i dunno...
it would or could NEVER be the same... ever.
i miss ashley.
i miss phil.
i miss micah.
i miss daniel.
i miss friend.
i want to come home...and i dont know what to do or what to think..
i wish i could see the good in this...
i wish my mom wasnt so sick. and i wish alcoholism hadnt consumed her life, for so long to leave us barely making it... damn near poor.
who knows what will happen.
its 60-40... 60 i stay.
40 i come home.
"ill be honest, the silver linings are getting harder and harder to manufacture, and the smiles are SO difficult to fake."
hateyourbauman: yeah
Ik IR i S T IE Y: i might have to live here, for like 2 more months
Ik IR i S T IE Y: boo
hateyourbauman: WHAT
Ik IR i S T IE Y: bc theres family problems at home
Ik IR i S T IE Y: aaaaand
Ik IR i S T IE Y: they think its best for me to stay here
hateyourbauman: you can stay with me for a lil bit
hateyourbauman: tell them you want to stay at a friends house then
hateyourbauman: and you can stay with me
hateyourbauman: ill drive you anywhere
Ik IR i S T IE Y: that would not work, as bad as i would love to stay with you...
Ik IR i S T IE Y: :-[
Ik IR i S T IE Y: why are you being so nice
hateyourbauman: :-\
hateyourbauman: come on
Ik IR i S T IE Y: i tried...
Ik IR i S T IE Y: but they think me and may dad need to stay together or some bullshit.
hateyourbauman: did you tell them you dont want to?
Ik IR i S T IE Y: they are such fucktards
hateyourbauman: aww baby
hateyourbauman: :-)
Ik IR i S T IE Y: if i was a year older
Ik IR i S T IE Y: :-\
Ik IR i S T IE Y: well and if i was 17
Ik IR i S T IE Y: then my 18th bday would be in like 23 days
Ik IR i S T IE Y: and id be a grown up
hateyourbauman: word
Ik IR i S T IE Y: but no.
hateyourbauman: maybe not grown up
Ik IR i S T IE Y: still a fuckin baby
hateyourbauman: but def 18
Ik IR i S T IE Y: >:o
hateyourbauman: :-)
Ik IR i S T IE Y: a baby 8,000 miles away from EVERYTHING she knows.
Ik IR i S T IE Y: for two more months...
thanks daniel... <3 u
now tell me thats not some shit. so heres what happened. im straightening my hair, and my dads on his phone talkin to someone in icelandic, i wasnt paying too much attention to him... but after he was done he came over to me... and said.. "we need to talk"... and so i said ok... and we sat down. he told me that... well here was basically what happened.
dad- "well i was talkin to your mom, and she thinks it will be best for you.. well she thinks... and i think... that maybe..."
me- "what the hell are you talkin about?"
dad- "well it looks like you MAY be staying here for two more moths."
me- "AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH...whyyyyyy ;[ ;[ ;["
dad- "well your mom.. is having some difficulties at home and she thinks it MAY be best for you to stay here..."
YOU HAVE NO IDEA. im so sad. im like passed the I HATE MY MOM part, now im onto the depressed, having no clue wtf im gonna do... im trying to look at the good side... but its hard. see if i live here. i work. get 20 bux an hour... everyday for like 9 hours, for my dad so i dont pay taxes and shit... i can go out when i want, party, when i want, do what i want... when i want... internet when i want so i can talk to people..... i dunno...
it would or could NEVER be the same... ever.
i miss ashley.
i miss phil.
i miss micah.
i miss daniel.
i miss friend.
i want to come home...and i dont know what to do or what to think..
i wish i could see the good in this...
i wish my mom wasnt so sick. and i wish alcoholism hadnt consumed her life, for so long to leave us barely making it... damn near poor.
who knows what will happen.
its 60-40... 60 i stay.
40 i come home.
"ill be honest, the silver linings are getting harder and harder to manufacture, and the smiles are SO difficult to fake."