Fadiddle-Fadaddle-Mustangs
i just got home about 30 minutes ago, and my stepdad greets me for the umpteenth time with his comments and his lectures of how i'm gonna fail and how i can't make it on my own. He always has to be heard, and then he actually has the nerve to say that i should listen to him because i'll "stay safe" that way. I told him that if i never took a risk, then what's the point in life? He told me that it's stupid to take risks and that if you play it safe you'll go farther in life...yeah fucking right...KISS MY ASS. Look at all the people who've taken a risk and succeeded...just because i've had a rocky past doesn't automatically dub me a failure and a loser. I find it annoying and obnoxious everytime he uses my past problems against me...i'm sick of my parents double-teaming...my mom said she wasn't taking Dennis' side and she wasn't taking my side; she put her two cents in and told me that maybe it's not such a good idea that i move out and that if they move me out of the attic and into my brother's room and move him upstairs to the attic, that'll make me want to stay longer...WHAT THE FUCK!?! When i told them that i wanted out of this house, I FUCKING MEANT OUT OF THE GAWDDAMNED HOUSE, NOT in a different fucking room!!! They don't understand. They'll never understand exactly why i want out of this house, but it's there, and i'm anxious to leave.
Pack my bags fast and tell them to kiss my ass.
I don't know, and i'm not even for sure yet about this whole thing, kevyn's mom hasn't asked her father and she hasn't talked to my mom yet...i bet she's gonna be all against that now though. So it's gonna be impossible to set this whole thing up. This'll turn out to be just another one of those too-good-to-be-true opportunities that slow down and look you over and then speed past you without a second glance; a hitchhikers worst nightmare: they think they'll finally be going somewhere far, but then they don't get the ride to the nearest big city...i don't know...i'm going insane.