Wurd...

Sep 28, 2004 13:20

The gay-ness of the past few days is unspeakable. My mom grabbed me by the throat and pushed me into the house... I called detective Fischer about it, and he suggested I move into a shelter. Fuck that shit, I'd rather go through PJAC a million times than to go to a shelter or stay at home all the time. I just can't be around my mother... because obviously, it's come down to physical attacks now, too.

She sent the poliec to Luke's house looking for me.... gay. I called him this morning and he was like, "When did you run away from home?" and I was like, "Uhhh... I didn't?" and he then told me that the cops woke him up lookin for me. Grrrr... why doesn't my mom understand that the St. Petersburg Police Department is not an over-glorified free taxi service. If she knows where I am and wants me home, she should just fucking come and get me herself... because if I get taken to PJAC, I know she's gonna let me sit there for as long as humanly possible... because that's just how she is.

I am so fucking sick of all this bullshit.

Three more months... then it'll all be over. Once I'm 18, I never have to deal with or speak to her again.

It's sad... if she wasn't my mother, I'd want absolutely nothing to do with her because she's a fucking wretch.... one of the craziest bitches I've ever met... the biggest control freak the wold has ever known. To quote Eddie... "Super Nazi Facist Gestappo Mom" Yeah.

So anywho, I have a really bad headcold... my sinuses are all fucked up, and I've been coughin shit up... ugh... Yeah, I feel like crap.

I'm out... going to paint the town red.
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