Damn Newgrounds, it seems I really am a disappointment.
I've been home for maybe 2 weeks, if that. And now my dad wants me gone again.
He found a pipe in my backpack that I smoke weed out of.
He found a prescription drug, which I honestly have no idea what it is or how it got there.
The pipe isn't mine either.
100% honest truth.
I told him that, he didn't believe me.
He says that my friends are doing drugs and I'm doing drugs with them, and if they're doing drugs I can't hang around with them. He told me to choose what was more important, and I told him after thinking about it for a bit, "I'm never leaving my friends."
I felt like I made a mistake as soon as I said that, but I can't leave my friends, they'll always be there. My dad won't, and hasn't in the past.
So, now apparently I must find somewhere to live.
Off I go, bummin' homes.