Seriously, my dad is a total asshole, bullying my brother, screaming at him, screaming at me, all this BULLSHIT. He acts as if whatever he does, it’s right, and if my brother or I ever do anything wrong, or don’t stand up to his oh-so-perfect standards, we can get screamed at, cussed at, treated like garbage, like we’re worthless things, without consequence. He acts as if we mess up everything on purpose, as if nothing is his fault. I need to move out. I need to leave this house, this town, this state, this country.
I’m going to school in England. That settles it. I can’t take it here anymore. The resounding bullshit is infuriating and I need to leave. As soon as I get the means, I’m getting the fuck out, even if it means I don’t complete my AA degree here in the states. Even if it means I have to retake classes. It’ll be worth it to get away from here. And I’ll never look back.
- teacher: remember not to talk to strangers online
- friend: who even does that?
- me: not me
Get up too early
Get on bus and sleep
Get on other bus and sleep some more
Get off bus and lift weights for an hour until arms feel like noodles
Go to drama class
Go to library
Read some homestuck
Read some more homestuck
I’m so boring… ):
I guess that’s good? I don’t know. I feel like I don’t have an identity right now. I hate these transitional stages; it makes my emotional responses all out of whack. -__-