Good bye to anyone who reads this. Home. The home I hate. Hospitals and evaluations that i loathe. Those are the places I am going. Good bye. I hope to come back some time, but i might not. You who have my number know how to reach me. Good bye.
Well tomorrow, may 10, my mom is coming in to meet with me about my mental health and i might be going home to an internetless house or worse, a hospital for a psych evaluation and possible hospitalization. I hope not, but if I do have to, good bye friends. It may be a record time gone, weeks, maybe months. But i will get back her eventually...i hope...Good bye love. Good by friends. Good bye everyone. *Flies the birdie with one hand and the devil horns with the other and runs out the door laughing*
Today I will write an email to my mom that will arrive while she is on the road home. It will display that I no longer am her son, I am no longer living under her roof, I will no longer have contact with her, I will request all my money, if she does not comply, I will sue her for it, because it is indeed my money. I will rent hotels until I can find a permanent place, ride taxis until I can get a car, write songs until I can get the band together, I will disappear from the face of the earth, minus the band and the occasional outings I will need to get food and such. Anyone that can help would be repaid. Anyone that cares will be remembered and honored by me. Anyone who reads this will be thanked.
*Sighs* oh well...i tried to be nice, it didn't work...oh well...i want to be like Jason, but i dont have mask, machete or invincibility...oh well...
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