9-27-14

Long shot. Such a long shot. SO that train was the last one for this month. I then had a fit in my room, made sure my mom couldn't get in my room so things are good for once. She always tries to break through my door and try to lecture me about anger and my sadness.

If that mare could only understand why I was so angry I'd think she'd pull a "OH- so you're running away now?" shtick.

Doesn't help as my sister is a again trying to raid my room while she's gone. Maybe I'll give this packing thing a bit more time now...

But now I have a mom who won't leave my door and a sister who knows I threw out her cigarettes because she can't stop f-cking smoking in the house and blames it on burnt food she created at the last minute.,.
Honestly it's like she thinks I don't know the difference of burned nicotine and burnt food.





But as I decline from being locked in my room. He said that maybe I should get what I need and leave the door locked and under enchantment. But that's too easy. Plus my sister is a freaking unicorn, she can use magic like my mom. And they've gone through my room before... That was during my um... weeaboo phase. For once I'm quite glad I had that phase, it got me into drawing and made me create characters that would of otherwise gone off as somepony's else.

They're pretty cool and I take these pictures with pride... don't... don't mind the picture with me and the banana. And the cutie mark. I don't have a cutiemark. I wish I had a cutie mark. Really, I do.