I CANNOT WAIT TILL I FUCKING MOVE OUT OF THIS FUCKING PIECE OF SHIT TOWN.

Seriously, I apologize to everyone I'm leaving behind. I truly am. I love all of you and I'll miss you like FUCK, but I can't take this much longer. I know I'm redundant in this, but some people just can't understand how much this means to me. I gotta get outta here. Back to where I was happy. Back home. Back with friends who are closer than family. Back in the town where there wasn't a damn thing to do, but you didn't have to worry about getting jumped a fucking BLOCK away from your house. I miss those times. And come January (at the latest), I'll have those times back. For good.


To be honest, January is my destination time to move. But depending on how much I save, I'll leave whenever the first chance comes up. It's gotten so bad out here that I'm fuckin tripping out about walking outside my house. My grandparents are starting to give me the cold shoulder, somewhat nudging me to leave. That's the worst feeling in the world. To be cast out. It really hurts, but I can't explain that to them.


I'm out of here. Mentally, and soon, physically.


Corey, Rob, Ben.... And everyone else.


I'm coming home.