Officially done calling my mother. Literally always voicemail. Sending me mail takes weeks. I get it. Your gay daughter is finally out of the house. You don’t have to deal with her. You don’t want to deal with her. When you do, you point out flaws in the way she’s living her life. I get it. Maybe I’ll just stay in New York during school breaks and work so housing is free. You won’t have to deal with me for 8 months. Congratulations.
I was really fucked up one friday night/sat morning a few weeks ago and thought it was a gr8 idea to light a joint right outside a dorm building so my room was searched and I had my eigth confiscated 😔 My address in the school’s system is my old address so my parents will never know ✌️