sorry for the disturbing image, i really don't have any pepes. i don't know why i'm typing this, i'm pretty satisfied after getting almost 100 replies to a thread about parents i made. anyway, here we go.
>turned 16 like 2 months ago
>born artificially inseminated to a dyke in fl
>at 5, relocate to philly where mom grew up, lots of blood family there say they'll help
>we get there
>no one helps
>mom stays with her aunt, we get kicked out after about a year and a half
>struggle
>woman my mom met when i was 2 moves out to philly with us, stays relatively unemployed
>struggle more
>eventually they move back to fl, where my "stepmom" has two late-20s daughters
>stay with oldest
>she's a bitch, bs ensues
>we move into an apt in same complex
>neither have a job, so we struggle
>about to get evicted
>mom sees job opportunity in orlando
>says fuck it, we dip, put all our shit in storage
>live on streets for like a week or two
>i'm numb
>manage to squeeze out plane tickets from shitty family crisis organization to CA, where my stepmom has sisters and a mom
>stay with step-aunt for a while
>we get our own place
>struggle, the two fucks are unemployed again
>get there at age of 11, spend last few months of 6th grade there, then 7th and 8th
>in each of these school years, everyone loved me, something that has never happened before
>8th gr is happiest school year of my life; i know everyone, they all think i'm funny, even get involved with a pentathlon
>go to church with my stepmom's relatives
>2017 summer my parents tell me they gotta move again
>ohfuck
>"we'll come back though"
>they were waiting on a lumpsum
>we get to florida, stay with oldest step-sister
>she's still a bitch, kicks us out this time
>we stay in a shelter
>mom gets a job
>stepmom gets a job
>lumpsum never comes
>i fall in love with filipina i've been texting from middle school
>we get our own place
>parents work up cashflow
>i'm hollow, losing interest in everything
>everything falls out of my hands, no matter how hard i grasp
>ask parents to just send me back, just for a bit, i'll even get my ged and shit
>they don't plan to
well, should i run away? what the fuck do i do? i'm so sick of the sights here. i can't stand it at all. i don't even know what i'm even really asking, or, if this isn't a question, trying to say.