pubert

I'm moving soon. I haven't told my friends yet and i have so many bad ideas revolving around that one, well ok 2 persons my stomach and heart just won't let go of. Cause any contact i try to make with them can put me in jail and its not so much that which bothers me, but its the equivilant of bail jumping and i've hafta pay a 10,000$ bail. Which would bankrupt me for life at this piont. But still its like i'm torn between do you incognito throw marbles at her window and bring her lilly's? And have a heart to heart out on her pourch and this time say goodbye the right way. Or do you just say well the odds of this working out aren't in favor so fuck it? Besides i got those books for eve and she has 2 movies of mine. My shit won't make a difference i'm moving back home anyways cause its all stuff my father burned for me so the orignal coppies of which are at my house so no point it getting it back. Except i do have that batman begins dvd for her lil bro...oh well the list goes on. Reguardless do i put on a dress and play Mrs. Doubtfire for weeks...nahh i'd be spoted to soon "your not old or english your my exboyfriend in a dress...HEY ISN'T THAT MINE?" Hmm... what if mrs. doubtfire was black in this sequal, it worked for martin lawarnce i think? Ok thats not to funny, i'm not that cleaver and that fact that i took time out of otherwise deprising and overly pathetic mellow dramic day to type this dribble shows in that last one.

Still doesn't change the issues here. I haven't heard from my halfwit public defender which is my only hope of being aloud to continue to be part of there lives. Still don't want to move to battle creek and am currently desperatly trying to scrape together anyhalf assed scheme to ensure i can at least stay in milwaukee cause i really don't want to move. Hehh life throws you curve balls, and then there are those times when you step into the batting cage spreading your arms and legs like a jack and catch a fastball right in the bag.