I fucking hate holidays and the fact that I have to spend this won in a one bedroom hotel with my fucking parents. Not even the heroin I have been shooting can make this not suck horribly. I am not even sure how I got fucked into coming on this trip too begin with. Its like im 24 going on 13. I just cant stand this I need to get away. But if I want to finish college im stuck dealing with there bullshit. Maybe I should join the army I think I would rather deal with pissed off Taliban then the constant shame and humiliation these people lay on me. I really wanna just walk out the hotel room door tommorow and never speak to anyone I know again. Either I make it or die trying. I fucking hate my life yet I still somehow lack the motivation to change it. Im so stuck. So fucked.
