Lost Prevention

My room looks so bare for me not going anywhere anytime soon. Things on shelves are down and the collage on my closet door is demolished. I took everything down last night knowing I would not have help today. I don't really feel like writing anything. I agree and I think many people my own age, younger or older agree as well that parents are the permanent ankle weights we need to survive. Two meanings: they aren't going anywhere no matter how much they piss you off and another way for telling you to lose weight.

I was in a pretty good mood this morning while packing and I found a tied tie and a pull over sweater. Lord Voldemort or Hairy Pooter? This is all so sad on my part.