noxious.sunshine

Very badly right now.

Are we on our way to Texas?

Of course not!

Because my "boyfriend" is a dumbass and thought it'd be a smart idea to get a 4 day pass/plan a trip starting on a day when he -might not get paid-, knowing that payday is usually on Friday and it's been a freak accident that he's been getting paid early the last 2 weeks.

There is literally zero point in driving 8 ing hrs just to stay for 2 nights. I don't even wanna go anymore. My sister really doesn't think it's fair to keep Parker in the car for 16 hrs just to spend less than 48 hrs with my parents,b ut my mom says we still must go, so I will. But I'm not going to ing Dallas with him. Parker wants to stay with my parents, so that's what we're gonna do.

There's just too much piling up that's been really irritating me to no end with him and I'm almost ready to just say " it", go live in a homeless shelter, and call it quits.

Sh*t's getting pretty ridiculous around here.

At least with my ex, I knew what to expect. He might be a dick, but whatever. I can't deal with people saying bs like "Oh I'll take care of you, don't worry" and then it not happening. And then they get mad at -me- because I'm irritated.

It took me packing my stuff on Monday to get it through his skull that I'm not playing around with all this procrastination crap. We needed money -bad- and had no food.. So he decided to sell his Colt .45 (thank God). I spent literally all day Sunday, texting everyone I know that would even -possibly- want to buy a gun, took clothes and stuff that I never wear to Plato's Closet to sell and he just sat around playing Ragnarok all day instead of finding people to give tattoos to or buy the stupid gun. Monday rolls around. I asked him if we were going to the pawn shops to get rid of it since no one wanted to buy it..

"Later..." - It was already almost 2 in the afternoon. I completely lost my shiz at that point. I had nearly everything packed and by the door and told him to drop me off at a homeless shelter 'cuz I can't deal with this putting everything off until the last minute or it's too late bs. And -then- he flipped out and was all "I don't understand what happened!". *Eyeroll*

Like I said. It's getting pretty ridic around here. IDK how much more I can take. I just asked him how much I owe him 'cuz I don't want him thinking I'm just here 'cuz he pays for shiz. Whatever.