The Journey Is More Important Than The Beginning Or The End.

Why

Today, I woke up and went down to the Art Bazaar to be Santa. That was fun. I had a lot of really hot girls sit on my lap (SHIBBY!). And I only scared three little kids. *LOL* Two of which were my teachers. heh... So like, after that, I came home and colored a picture for my friend Britta. I talked my mom into coming to the Christmas Dinner for our church too. Dave, her and I sat with Charity's parents, and we had a blast. It was good to see my mom having fun again. On account of captain asshole being in top notch dick-head mood tonight. I am really getting sick and tired of Justin. He has been drinking all day, and trying to pick fights with my mom. My mom has been trying to keep peace in the household. Well, we got back from dinner tonight, and he was very intoxicated. I mean, he was in a RAGE! I jumped on to see if Molly was online and she was, so I got to talk to her. Well, that is until commando here picked up to phone and griped about me being online. So, I sat with Dave until Brian, Molly's cousin came by and wanted us to come over and play video games. Anything to get away from this already hellish night. But, I couldn't of course. It's like God is saying, "I AM NOT DONE TEACHING YOU A LESSON!" I get to Brians and log on to say sorry for suddenly disappearing to Molly. Now, this is where my night really went to hell. It's like she is mad at me. She was being really... whats a safe word... grumpy... yes thats safe. I have no idea what I did, but its like she was really pissed off at me or something. Or like she was trying to say, leave me alone. I honostly don't know. I have blocked most of the things she said to me out because they were bothering me so much. *pouts* Oh, but my night only got better people. After coming home with different reasons I could have pissed Molly off running through my head, I find that Justin went psycho on the family. I wasn't there to stop it this time either. He punched two holes into the wall, then one into the door. Dented another part of the wall, slammed the fridge door over and over untill the fridge broke, then took a New Release Video Game that we rented and snapped it in half. It was a $50 game, and it will cost a $100 to replace. $50 to pay for the broken and $50 to buy a new one or some shit.... Then he got mad and took off, with the cordless phone. What really pisses me off is he was saying something about Molly to Joey, and telling Joey he should come and get her and say 'Hi' the real way. GOD DAMN IT. WHY THE HELL IS EVERYTHING GOING AGAINST ME RIGHT NOW? I AM TRYING TO FIGHT ONE BATTLE AS IS, THEN ALL THIS OTHER CRAP COMES UP! I don't know. I am really getting sick of life as of this point. I just want to runaway from everything, and stop trying to fight on. I hate it. I hate how life is for me. I feel like anymore stress and I may snap. *sobs* It's hard to put on a face for everyone when so much deep down is bothering you. I just want to end it... all the pain... and the struggling and feel as free and happy as I did when I was a kid...

Blogged by Marcus Morris at 11:59 PM