You've no clue.
Prologue.
Opinions? Should I keep writing orrr?
Everything seemed fine, til
I realized everything was about to go
down hill. It's not like it wasn't always that way,
every time things
were going good they turned into the exact opposite. I was
so
done with everyone around me. My mom especially; she was
always
on my back about everything. She was so upset about all the
stupid
things, I finally told her I wanted to move out and what's
she do? She
yells, "Get another job, buy a car, & don't let
the door hit ya!" Now, I
could've easily just went upstairs and packed my things but
I'm not
that simple... If I were going to leave I'd have to find a
way out, I couldn't
just walk out; no, that's too easy.
