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has all but been made official.

She keeps bringing up dorm, so her mind is made up. I'm the only snag left in the little plan, the only detail needing to be ironed out.

I'll just move back to Texas; problem solved. I don't even care anymore.

"You'll never see her!" Oh well, too ******** bad. That's part of life, growing the ******** up and dealing with s**t.

I'm also sick of being told "I HAVE NO ONE TO DO ANYTHING WITH", well ******** you very much, DAD.

Just like my dad.

I'd clean the house, wait on him hand and foot, and still be told how lazy I am. Same s**t is starting here. I *DO* s**t with her. She never wants to do anything. The only thing I don't do is swim, because I don't ******** like swimming. Thinking on it, I haven't liked swimming for several years. I stopped when I was 16 or 17, because it's just not that fun to me. Sitting in water, WHOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO~~~~~~~

It's not that fun. I really could live without it. I do it at her moms, because I feel bad for sitting in the room all the time. I ******** flat out REFUSE to sit in the ******** public pool, because I'm self conscious. Why would I go somewhere where I'm not comfortable, and do something I generally don't want to do ANYWAYS?

That's like going to highschool dressed up in a costume. You know you're going to get made fun of and picked on, so why do it to yourself? :/

I'm willing to go walking with her, all the ******** time. I don't know what the ******** she wants to do that I'm not doing! I SERIOUSLY ******** DONT.

If she wants me to pick her up and carry her to ******** france so she can see the sights, I'll ******** do it then!! Jesus, I don't know what the ******** the problem is. All I ever hear is "YOU NEVER WANT TO DO ANYTHING", well, WHAT THE ******** IS IT THAT I DON'T WANT TO ******** DO?

Just like my ******** DAD, "OH JAMES IS SO LAZY", Oh I'm lazy am I? What is it that i'm not doing? SUCKING YOUR ******** d**k? ******** you a*****e. :/

So, yeah. I'll ******** move to Texas. I don't ******** CARE. ********. I'll ******** deal, because apparently no matter what I do in life, I'm going to be wrong. I seriously am. I thought everything was going GREAT here, but apparently it was a ******** s**t sandwich between some ******** a** buns. So, fine. :/

She'll go live in a dorm -- that's great for her. Me? I don't know. I guess I'll live in texas, work at my dads shop (I AM NOT GOING BACK TO THE SHELL, NO. ********. WAY.) I may move to Uvalde, I may move to San Antonio. What will happen between me and chloe? ******** knows. She'll either come visit me, or we'll just e-date for the rest of our lives. I don't care at this point, I honestly don't.

Day after day, I get more fed up with humans in general. Day after day, I question my own humanity. "SURELY, I CAN'T BE ONE OF THESE BOTTOM FEEDERS?" but if not, what am I? Am I beneath them? Am I less than a bottom feeder? I don't know.