Moving For the Holidays
So yeah, not only I lost car, apartment, best friends/boyfriend/porcupine, school and some friends but now I gotta move to PR for the holidays because my uncle thought he could skank me out of 1,000 bucks he loaned from me. Fucker, I can't believe he actually thought he could mess with me and come clean out of it. Obviously he didn't. Oh well, now I will go to the golden paradise to lick my wounds.. express orders from Batman and Catwoman A.K.A. Dad and mom. People that have my phone, you can still call me, if I change the area code I will let you know. To all that people that I meet during my almost two years in this god forbidden state. You will be missed. To you: You hurt me like no one else did, but I will always cherish the moments we spend together. To the friends I lost because they are guys they stick together thick and thin: I miss the good times, other wise a big FUCK YOU!!! to you all. To my dear sisters Tamara and Deanna: Bitches you gotta come and visit me. Now a new road to go thru old enemies to face, old friends to cherish and new situations to laugh about. New friends, old friends that will be encountered again, new foes.. my life is pretty exciting, I do not like the damn drama thought, maybe I will become a Hermit.. maybe I will just survive like always....