Friends
Coffee with Chris ends up, as always with me pissed off. more or less at myself. There’s seems to be absolutely no connection between us. He gets a call, a Booty call... I knew that’s what it was... Chris: "so no one is home?"... I’m just mad that he doesn’t see anything in me but a friend. I guess life goes on. All he wants is a bf, but all he does is fuck things up. AGHGHGGh I’m mad at myself for feeling jealous and bitter, but mad at him, b/c he is the one who makes me feel this way, yet I still allow him in my life after all that I have went through with that man.
Love is so weird. FUCK ME.
Love is so weird. FUCK ME.