We plotted out my death in every city memories would whisper "here is where you rest"
This week flew by. I'm beyond unhappy; I just want my boyfriend back. I'm so lonely, and there is NO ONE there to fill this void I've got. I've just been spending all of my time at the barn; seriously, thank GOD for this sport of mine that it's impossible to spend too much time doing. Through everything I've been through, all I've ever had to do is pick up and go to the barn for 8 hours and I'd come home completely healed.
The Thursday show was beyond amazing. Getting there was rough. I'm still infuriated with Sam for trying to blame me for something she knew wasn't my fault; she was just being very selfish as usual. I heard the horrible things she was saying about me. Had Matt and I "had our shit together for 3 seconds" SHE wouldn't have had been inconvenienced. Fuck that, the problem was just as little MY fault as it was hers, yet I was the only one working to find a solution because apparently if your boyfriend with an agenda of his own does something, it's automatically your fault. Everyone I spoke to said if they were in my position they would never even speak to her again because of the way she treated me. I put up with ALOT of shit from ALOT of people.
I need someone to watch Garden State and cuddle with. Bart is too big to fit in my bed and Cooper smells funky.
The Thursday show was beyond amazing. Getting there was rough. I'm still infuriated with Sam for trying to blame me for something she knew wasn't my fault; she was just being very selfish as usual. I heard the horrible things she was saying about me. Had Matt and I "had our shit together for 3 seconds" SHE wouldn't have had been inconvenienced. Fuck that, the problem was just as little MY fault as it was hers, yet I was the only one working to find a solution because apparently if your boyfriend with an agenda of his own does something, it's automatically your fault. Everyone I spoke to said if they were in my position they would never even speak to her again because of the way she treated me. I put up with ALOT of shit from ALOT of people.
I need someone to watch Garden State and cuddle with. Bart is too big to fit in my bed and Cooper smells funky.