I’m moving out…

I was gonna quote billy Joel right there, but I can’t think of the words cuz I’m so f’ing mad!

My bags are packed, the car is loaded, this is my last "night" at home.  She finally pushed me too  far and I’m leaving.  I don’t know where I’m going, but anywhere is better than here.  I don’t want this, I need this.  I have to get away to save what little of me is left.

So i’m goign in the AM… the whole time I packed she asked me not to go.  Funny because five mintues earlier she was saying "If you’re goign, go now.  I’ll find the fuckin money to give to you."  Hmm… don’t understand how taht works.

Anyway, ths will probably be it for a while.  I’m enetering a wild realm that I really have no idea what is going to happen.  I’m totally and utterly alone… all alone.  It’s what i wanted, let’s hope it’s what I needed.