My parents can just go the fuck away. I have literaly no love left in my heart for them. I'm moving out. They told me I could. I'm still decideing who though. But last time I did have one of my friends say I could live with them for a bit. Tylers gone so that is out of the question...well unless I personally had money for a plane ticket. I'm not perfect, never said I was but my mom loves to assume that I have a disorder, well if I have a disorder than every over emotional teenage girl must have a dissorder. I'm not a supermodel mom sorry I can't be the overly beautiful daughter you always wanted. Sorry I'm a fucking idiot dad and my grades are shit. I hate how you have one set of rules change them and then pull it out of your butt to change it right back.
I have no home. The expression "Home Sweet Home" is so true. Home is were te heart is. So due to that definition I am so NOT home. I need to get away. I need to be loved. Everyone can depend on at least one parent or can count on their family to be te ones who love and support them through the hard times. In the last 5 years I have never felt happy or loved at home. And the lack of love continues...
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