Well, I finally moved out. It took a while, but I made it. I'm now piecing my shit back together, organizing and planning. Things are still very bad with my dad...we're no longer talking to each other. It was the worst way to start off my new year...the worst Birthday ever. People are trying to make it up for me, but the people that are actually doing something are not the ones that should be. My immediate family doesn't really seem to care. At this point, I really shouldn't be surprised. If you read last year's blog around my Birthday, you would see that my sister has a nasty pattern of not giving a fuck.
I had the best sleep last night in my bed that is now falling apart. But still, I'm so at ease in my new place. It's good...I feel better.
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Congradulations on your new place. Cheers to new beginnings!
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