YO! whats poppin

…everyday seems like you wake up, you deal with the same stupid shit thats not guna matter 10 years from now, your guna make a big deal about it, get all upset, and then ur guna go to sleep, forget about it, and wake up the next morning and have to do it again… why cant one day i get to do what i wana do… and then i sit and think about it… and i realize that there is no such thing as freedom. i think back on the past 10 years of my life and i am 100% sure that i havent done one thing that would make me happy… except for hang with my friends. then what do u kno a controling parent that doesnt understand that what shes doing forces me to move to hawaii because she “THINKS” its in my best interest, even tho when we get to hawaii i actually do “WORSE” then i did in houston… hmmmm my “BEST” interest??? she needs to understand that im not a little fucking baby and i can handle everything on my own… if i could scream 5 words to her it would be “CUT THE FUCKING LEASH BITCH!”… You need to realize that u ruined my happyness and so im going to ruin yours… im just glad im moving to my dads… OH WAIT! idk if im even going to because she stopped talking to me. so whatever… if i do GOOD… if i dont FUCK YOU…