THinking Dan was in trouble....
Well yesturday, i got depressed and upset because I'm getting fat...well i told dan he wasn't helping and to stop staring at me...it was making me more aware of my fat body so i pushed him away when he was going to kiss me. Well I haven't heard from him all day long until he walked through the door at like 8 at night. I was at a friends house and we were going to play poker. Well I was so worried because he wasn't sending any texts to picking up his phone. SO I went to the apartment to see if he was there...and it didn't seem like he was there and his car wasnt there either...So I got a little more worried and i was checking the high way he would usually take to go over to the friends...nothing..then when i got back over to the friends we started calling all the hospitals in Tulsa for the emergency room to see if there has been anything and then checked the jail. Well he walks through the door and I wanted to know why he hasn't been answering his phone ...and at this point I have a headache and I'm really worried about him. I told him I wanted to check his phone and so he gave me the phone and I seen there were messages on there...I told him I was trying to get ahold of him and why he didn't answer...he told me he turned off his phone and that he didn't want to talk to me because of what happened that morning. Needless to say I was pissed I worried for nothing...and I don't know whether I would be worrying again or not....
I went home after he told me that because I was so upset, and he came home and we had to set it straight. he said that he turned off the phone because he didn't want to argue to start into shit...and I yelled at him saying what the hell are we doing now....getting into shit! I was so fuckin worried about him I wanted to slap him, punch him, throw his damn ring at him....go back to michigan....just cause he worried me to death....I wasn't able to get ahold of him for like 8 hours total from when i seen him last. But after we got all that out of the way we came back to play poker....but I just wasn't in the mood, I wasn't having fun because I had a headache and I just kept on thinking about what happened and wanted to hit him.
I went home after he told me that because I was so upset, and he came home and we had to set it straight. he said that he turned off the phone because he didn't want to argue to start into shit...and I yelled at him saying what the hell are we doing now....getting into shit! I was so fuckin worried about him I wanted to slap him, punch him, throw his damn ring at him....go back to michigan....just cause he worried me to death....I wasn't able to get ahold of him for like 8 hours total from when i seen him last. But after we got all that out of the way we came back to play poker....but I just wasn't in the mood, I wasn't having fun because I had a headache and I just kept on thinking about what happened and wanted to hit him.