Save the sad song, for the sing-along
ahhh, that time of the year once again. Family, turkey, sleeping... mmm.
My parents are picking me up tomorrow and taking me to my grandparents' for the big day. I'm more excited to see my family than I can even explain. We've become so close this past year, and I love it.
So tomorrow will be filled with extended family, Friday I'm going with my mom to eat at Carlos' family's restaurant then hopefully seeing Nickie for the first time in 2 years, Satuday is chill time then Deidra comes for dinner/board games/sleepover, and finally Sunday is the motherfuckin Brand New show!!!!!
Seems kinda busy, but I'm looking forward to the down time. I love just relaxing at home, hanging out with my family. Hopefully seeing Nickie will actually work out this time, even though I'm kinda upset that I look so different. Just one of those insecurities I have. It's going to be crazy to actually hang out with her. Hm.
Stuff with Ashlie has been pretty much nonexistent, minus starting two days ago. Sean called and begged me to talk to her because she owed him some money and I guess he couldn't get ahold of her, so I did. I actually haven't spoken to her in at least 3 weeks, which was like a new record for me. So when I did talk to her, it was super short and to the point... but Deidra even pointed out that it's funny she just HAD to add some extra stuff in the convo (deidra was in the car when I was on the phone). Then she took the fact that I contacted her as liberty to text me. No! We strictly agreed on on this, because I can't handle it. I've had a hard enough time not speaking with her... it's like quitting fucking cigarettes. I get these withdrawls every so often that hurt so much, and I almost give in.
She had that tone that she gets... the one that screams how much she misses me and how much she needs me in her life. But then she goes home with her, kisses her, takes her home for Thanksgiving. Which she has every right to do, because duh, it's her girlfriend. I'm just not over it. I don't know how fucking long this is going to take me; I feel pathetic.
Don't text me song lyrics, don't tell me how much she doesn't live up to me, don't fucking tell me you still need me. Oh wait, you didn't tell me how much you need me, you told me how much you wish I was still there to remind you to do stupid things.
Analyzing everything she says just disappoints me even more.
My parents are picking me up tomorrow and taking me to my grandparents' for the big day. I'm more excited to see my family than I can even explain. We've become so close this past year, and I love it.
So tomorrow will be filled with extended family, Friday I'm going with my mom to eat at Carlos' family's restaurant then hopefully seeing Nickie for the first time in 2 years, Satuday is chill time then Deidra comes for dinner/board games/sleepover, and finally Sunday is the motherfuckin Brand New show!!!!!
Seems kinda busy, but I'm looking forward to the down time. I love just relaxing at home, hanging out with my family. Hopefully seeing Nickie will actually work out this time, even though I'm kinda upset that I look so different. Just one of those insecurities I have. It's going to be crazy to actually hang out with her. Hm.
Stuff with Ashlie has been pretty much nonexistent, minus starting two days ago. Sean called and begged me to talk to her because she owed him some money and I guess he couldn't get ahold of her, so I did. I actually haven't spoken to her in at least 3 weeks, which was like a new record for me. So when I did talk to her, it was super short and to the point... but Deidra even pointed out that it's funny she just HAD to add some extra stuff in the convo (deidra was in the car when I was on the phone). Then she took the fact that I contacted her as liberty to text me. No! We strictly agreed on on this, because I can't handle it. I've had a hard enough time not speaking with her... it's like quitting fucking cigarettes. I get these withdrawls every so often that hurt so much, and I almost give in.
She had that tone that she gets... the one that screams how much she misses me and how much she needs me in her life. But then she goes home with her, kisses her, takes her home for Thanksgiving. Which she has every right to do, because duh, it's her girlfriend. I'm just not over it. I don't know how fucking long this is going to take me; I feel pathetic.
Don't text me song lyrics, don't tell me how much she doesn't live up to me, don't fucking tell me you still need me. Oh wait, you didn't tell me how much you need me, you told me how much you wish I was still there to remind you to do stupid things.
Analyzing everything she says just disappoints me even more.