After what has been months and month of bad news, I’m starting to have my good days again and that makes me so happy. Sure I have way more bad days then good, but it’s a step in the direction I want to go. I’m happy today and that’s enough.
It may be the fact that it is 3 am or that you smoke weed in the kitchen or that I’m not in the room I wanted or that I have to live with a dog when I’m allergic or it could very possibly be that you are a dick, but I’ve made my decision; and I’m moving out.
I don’t care if I have to live with randoms, if my rent is higher, or if I live farther from the school, I will be gone come May. The stress that this house puts on me has gone to far. I can’t take this anymore, I’m done.
"haha fuck society lol i hate society society will fuck you up don’t listen to society"
the only thing is
you are society
we are all a society
This is why we all hate people.