what?
So last night I got strait torn up with like two girl friends of mine and alot of guys. The odds were like 3 to like 20 or so. Not bad if you ask me. Most of them where younger I think. Ofcourse when your drunk and you want to leave but you can't because your keys got taken away who do you call? Yeah I called Mitchell last night after not really talking to him much this week at all I fucking called him from Wills phone. Mine got taken away because I kept throwing as hard as I could at the floor. Taking out frustrations on the one thing I relie on the most but moving on. Why in the hell did I call him? I don't know honestly. I had over eight shots in a matter of thirty mins. Yeah strait trashed. So Mitchell picked me up and apparently Toni and him had a little confortation. I really did not pay attention I was so drunk I couldn't tell you my name. He picked me up at like twelve or so we went back to his place and I got really sick ran into a wall and stayed in the shower for an hour. I asked him why he came and picked me up and he said maybe Heather I like you. What? He asked me what I wanted and I really don't remember my reply. We stayed up and talked all night until like five in the morning about everything. It was nice. We talked about our friends and our family and what we want in life and where we are going and at what point in our lives we are at. I guess I discovered last night that I can depend on him when I am in some shit. I ran out of gas he brought me some, I was sick as a dog he took care of me, I was upset about CJ and the chemo thing he comforted me, He helped me to see I needed to get my priorities straight and I am working on it. So I guess in some form he likes me just still not clear on how much but anyways.