i'll go crazy if i don't go crazy tonight

Meh

It’s been over a week, and here I am living in my new home with my best friend, her brother, and their parents. I’ve been getting a lot of help lately from Ms. Weinstien; she’s signing me up for the Gift of Giving program so people can donate money, clothes, and all that kind of stuff to me. I insisted that I didn’t need this, but she was so sure that she signed me up anyway. So a week before Christmas, I am almost guarenteed the money I will need for a community college, and some new art supplies. I think it’s pretty cool, but I hate thinking that I’m the kind of person who needs that kind of thing. People have also told me that I look healthier and happier since I no longer live with my mom and brother. It still feels like I’m only here for a sleepover, but that’s just somehing I’m going to have to get used to. I’m getting a job at Wies and a tattoo shop soon (I’m going in for a test on monday, and I’m going to go through the process of becoming an apprentice at Ink Tyme Designs.) So hopefully everything goes well…because I still feel as hopeless and worthless as my mom has made me feel.


so...

I live in Sunrise now. I got kicked out of my house yesterday (a happy thanksgiving indeed!) and I moved into one of my friend’s houses last night. So here I am, posting off of her computer.

I’m going back to wild acres tonight to pick up the rest of my junk, and i’ll be here permanently until i get to college.



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Yo.

Im finally back, and blogging off my iPod touch bc my laptop is still sucking balls. The best part? My tumblarity is 0. XD


whatever. life.

well. im officially legal tommorow.

im just gonna kinda pretend it isn’t even my birthday.
its never really been all that special anyway so what the fuck do I care xD

it’s just the same thing every year. dinner and a movie with my mom and brother. only DJs joining us this year. DJ and I can’t even see it alone. my mom insists on coming and bringing my brother with her. and i’m going to be 18.

to be honest, i want to drink and party and get high. I’m not even joking. i want to live in any way that i can.

so if you’re stuck on a present, get me weed or something. let me be out of my mind when i hit adulthood.  i insist.




you’re going on my mural next to Dali, Mr. Warhol.



so…the girl in the mirror is supposed to be fat

I remember noticing that in like 10th grade. I didn’t eat for three days.

I’m even bigger than she is. Wow. I feel like shit.



Didi: Stu, what are you doing?
Stu: Making chocolate pudding.
Didi: It’s 4 o’clock in the morning! Why on earth are you making chocolate pudding?
Stu: Because I’ve lost control of my life.


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