Until then.

This is life. You better get on you track and fly straight or your not gonna make it. August 25th. 9 Months and 28 days. Then I'll be able to fly free. This school this place I'm forced to call home. It's not right. I know what I need to do. I know who I need to be. But this people? This people know nothing. Nothing at all. All of these things they say these things they do it means nothing. From the simple hellos i used to get to the have a good day they think they can help but nobody can. I am me and that's all I'm going to be. The bullshit I have to put up with her lies. Everything. I know why he needed to leave. I now know why things are not meant to be. 9 months and 28 days until I never have to talk to her again. She has asked for this. She brought this upon her self. To never see her grand kids. To not be apart of me. 8 months and 16 days until I get to see your sweet face, your little fingers and little toes. You will be all mine and you will love me no matter what happens. These things they all happen for a reason, She wants me out and I want out. This is my chance to get out. I'll I need is me and my little bug that's inside of me. I don't need him but my love bug does, I love him but I often ask myself if he really does love me. Will he go with me? Or will he stay with his first family? The family that will always be first over our family? His little boy and ex girlfriend. Am I crazy for doing this? No. I am not crazy for doing this. My love bug is mine and with or with out the daddy I WILL do this. My baby WILL have an amazing life he or she is going to be my everything. Have you ever been in my shoes? NO. So you don't know who I feel, what hes put me though. People ask me all the time why I'm still with him. It's simple. Very simple. I Love Him.