(no subject)
So I think my dad has a conspiracy to kick me out of my house. He says I am a fuck up, and he is tired of my shit, and blah blah blah, making my mom think the same. Well, that fuckhead can KICK me out of the house. If he does it tomorrow, I will be gone by Friday. Or Saturday, really. I will go move in with Jessikah in her house in Ralston and then where ever she moves in like 2 months, get a job at some bullshit telemarketing job and make not that much money working part time. And I will drop out and get my GED, and go to Cosmotology school right after I turn 17. I will get a car and a GOOD cell phone. And become a party monster style drug addict, and throw theme parties at the apartment I will get by the time I am 18. You are all invited. If that happens.
And I am actually trying to make him kick me out, I am so TIRED of this bullshit. I wore fishnets today. Which apparantly mean I am a lying whore that is pregnant? Okay then, assholes. Not pregnant. Not a whore. Was I lying? Well duh. So. I will keep pushing him, because he is a dick and I will fucking SHANK him. Oh my jesus christ, I will run him over. >.<
And uhhhhh
My face is on fire.