That should be what today is called, or yesterday at least.
Jarrod and I had been hanging out since Friday, two hours that day, Saturday and then Sunday. Jane set a curfew for 11 PM then on Sunday she decided to call me at 8:43 and change it, said it was bullshit and don't defy her, da da da. I am soo moving out when I turn eighteen, you have no idea how serious I am, I'm sick of this bullshit. She keeps making up excuses like oh I can't because since I'm not a full time student I won't get social security, and I evewn asked the teachers at my school about it and they said that that was definite bull, that's only for like collage and stuff.
So I came home and she had...three stupid a** arguements with me. "You're going to fast with him, you're around him too much, I don't know what you guys talk about or what you do." Then there was the "I don't like you with Jarrod and his dirty little friends," To which I replied "Before they were Jarrod's dirty little friends they were my dirty little friends, thank you." And the last arguement , the last thing she said, "I don't want you doing this, it's stupid and you'll turn out like your mother!" -Smacks hand to face- It was just the suckiness.
But anyways, when I was over there Sunday we were kind of having a moment and Jane called and I just...broke, eh. I realized that I didn't want to go "home," that I was safe for once being curled up with someone that actually gave a damn and I didn't wanna go back to the screaming pit. Then I realized that I was always preoccupied because in every action I take I think about how Jane would disapprove. ******** Jane. From now on I wanna live my life the way I want, I won't wait for a call telling me I'm in trouble for it.
VampyrZenite · Mon Apr 18, 2005 @ 08:51pm · 0 Comments |