florida was okay.
charlie's family is huge and loud and full of rather intense people.
it was overwhelming at times considering my family is only a fraction the size.
i am glad to be home and sleeping in a comfy bed with my man.

p.s.
hope everyone had a good new years.

 4 weeks.

 let the days of no contact begin.

charlie left this morning.

'nough said.

 i'm almost completely out. 
most of my shit is at charlie's and its starting to make me sad.
i have lived here my whole life and the fact that my mom and i are on bad terms right now is making it worse.

le sigh.

i am  officially packing to move out.
its the strangest feeling to be moving out of the house i have lived in my whole life. 13 years... is a long fucking time. i'm only going to be 3, maybe 4 miles up the road.. but still. (god i am so fucking happy).
i told my mom today. she didnt give a shit, if anything she was fucking glad to be rid of me so she ( Read more... )

my mother: "..so if you don't want to follow my rules and do what i say, then you don't have to live here anymore ( Read more... )

 tonight, charlie asked me if i would ever move out of state.

hmm...

someone please remind me why i went out and drank beer with old friends instead of hang out with my sexy boyfriend??...

yeah, i still don't remember why i thought that was a good idea.
beer = bad
falling asleep while still drunk = hangover
hangover at 5am = bad

let the pain begin..

school starts tomorrow.
i leave wednesday morning.
oh boy...
im excited beyond belief.