Sunday, June 22, 2008

I REALLY HATE SMEARED EYE LINER

Ever have a jail inmate ask to live with you? Well I have, in fact, it just happened. I don't remember the last time I heard from my mom. Maybe like two months ago? She couldn't even call to say "Happy Graduation", but made it such a big deal for my brother's last year. I don't do shit for her either and I'm definitely not starting now. You're going to pay rent? That's a funny joke! When have you ever paid for anything in your life? You're fucking mom still offers you places, and that bitch doesn't even want to co-sign on a fucking loan for me. This is a little fucked up. That's okay though, I guess. I'll figure this shit out on my own, and show this whole world up, just like I've been doing with this family. And I want to be mad but I really have no reason, they have been here for my entire life. I feel like something is holding me back here. What is it, who is it, is it really worth it? I wish things could get settled with this apartment but I probably need a job first and some fucking credit! I'm going to call a retarded chick farm today, already applied for the credit caaaard fuck.


Maybe I'll pick up some makeup remover and hate myself some more.

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