I'm moving out. Running away/Being Kicked out. The way that works is that my dad's kicking me out, but my mom's pissed about it and says "fuck that, you're not going aywhere". She's wrong, obviously. I'd like to wait until I get my licence, if i can take segment 2 in febuary, but it doesnt look like I'll get my mom to let me. So I'll be moving A) when i get my licence or B) when I'm told yet again by my father to move the fuck out or C) on my 17th birthday, May 5th (and that's only if my mom gives me shit about moving out before then. Because you're only legal to move out once your 17 right? Please let me know if I'm wrong). Whatever comes first. It's my freinds (Nicki's) dad's house to which I'd be moving in to. More details on that as they come.
I don't know if I told too many people about this, but I'd like to. The other day at my work, a guy came in, he was in his early 30's and he had an adorable little girl with him. But those aren't the things about him that made it impossible for me to focus on anything but my memories for the rest of the day. He was punk thin, with pale skin and freckles, and a head of intensely strawberry colored hair. He looked EXACTLY like what I would picture Morgan to look like in his own early 30's. Except, Morgan surely would have more tato s and peircings. But god did it ever make me miss him. And then come to find out, the reason me and Marshall never talk anymore.. happens to be because of what me and corey did over the summer. And I hate everything about that. And me and Nicky drove past Juice the other day, and at one time he would have been excited and smiling and glad to talk for a moment or two, but that wasn't the case this time, and it hasnt been the case for a while.
And I know she loved me then
I swear to God she did
It was the way she’d bite my lower lip
And push her hips against my hips
And dig her nails so deep into my skin
The last time that I saw her
She was picking through which records were hers
Her clothes were packed in boxes
With some pots and pans and books and a toaster
Just then a mouse scurried across the floor
We started laughing ‘til it didn’t hurt
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I talked to my dad about you moving in today... he said deffinitly. He said he would much rather you live with him for a while rather than walking along the street somewhere. So yea, as soon as the time is right for you... do what you need to do. You know we can pull it off... BUT If its at all possible I would like a little warning...because I need to get things figured out as well. I know that sometimes there just isnt enough time to give me a heads up...and thats fine too. Hopefully you can get your lisence first...and a car. But if not, Im sure my dad would help you get signed up and such. Anyways, I love you Keirsten! Kisses Princess!
<3 Nikki
By the way.... how blue are your nails?