I'm getting kick out tomorrow, from a friends house i moved into after i
origianlly got kick out of my parents house.
I can honestly say, i have no fucking clue whats gonna happen. I don't
want to go back home. I dont' want to have to live with my disgusting
family anymore. Not for one second.
I've been looking for a job for a month now. So i could start paying
rent to my friends parents so i wouldn't feel like a mooch.
But it doesn't matter that i could have an interview in the up coming
days. Of course not. I'm sure i had to have one weeks ago to make
them happy. But whatever.
Who cars that i'm trying to get out of a shit pile of a life to make
things better for myself.
Who will care, when i call my mom to move back in, she'll most likely
end up laughing at me and tell me to fuck off.
Who will care, when i'm sleeping in a parks jungle gym, with no extra
cloths, or anything to keep me warm, because all of its in a bucket
that's way to heavy to drag around, which will mean i'll have to leave it behind, when i have to leave.
Who. Will. Care? :\ | |
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