But I'm the one whose wrong, I'm the one who cries...
You don't want to know about my weekend.
I don't want you to know, so I won't go into detail.
I broke up with him Friday night. I couldn't take all the fighting anymore. I couldn't take us not being happy. Neither of us are getting pleased and I just don't feel the same way as I used to. I'm always miserable. I'm not feeling loved. I feel like a piece of shit. It's not his faul I feel like shit, but being in this relationship is making everything worse.
Saturday night we had a show, and I didn't enjoy it much. I fucking hate kids who think they are tough as shit and can destroy anything they want. The band Kaotition, fucked up people. The show was supposed to start at 7:30, it started around 9:30. I told all the bands that were there that we have to close at 11 because of Mount Holly's curfew, clearly not our fault. Kaotition were drunk off their asses, bring beer cans into the shop after nicely asking them not too, they were screaming and cursing that we fucked them over by fucking up their time, which is not true because they got their really early, and decided to go on last, after telling them we have to be done at 11. People are fucked up. Of course there was alot of tention going on and a fight almost broke out.
He was gone. No where to be found. I wasn't walking in the pouring rain. I called him twice and he didn't call me back until I was already on the road. I hung out with a group of people, three which I sort of knew but not really. I decided to stay over one of their houses. I didn't sleep until I saw the sun. I slept for about an hour. I thought I was going to throw up I was so worried. I was hot, then I was cold. I know it sounds bad because my parents and Lloyd were worried to death, but I had fun.
Now what? My mother doesn't want me to come online much anymore. Who knows where things will go from here.
I don't want you to know, so I won't go into detail.
I broke up with him Friday night. I couldn't take all the fighting anymore. I couldn't take us not being happy. Neither of us are getting pleased and I just don't feel the same way as I used to. I'm always miserable. I'm not feeling loved. I feel like a piece of shit. It's not his faul I feel like shit, but being in this relationship is making everything worse.
Saturday night we had a show, and I didn't enjoy it much. I fucking hate kids who think they are tough as shit and can destroy anything they want. The band Kaotition, fucked up people. The show was supposed to start at 7:30, it started around 9:30. I told all the bands that were there that we have to close at 11 because of Mount Holly's curfew, clearly not our fault. Kaotition were drunk off their asses, bring beer cans into the shop after nicely asking them not too, they were screaming and cursing that we fucked them over by fucking up their time, which is not true because they got their really early, and decided to go on last, after telling them we have to be done at 11. People are fucked up. Of course there was alot of tention going on and a fight almost broke out.
He was gone. No where to be found. I wasn't walking in the pouring rain. I called him twice and he didn't call me back until I was already on the road. I hung out with a group of people, three which I sort of knew but not really. I decided to stay over one of their houses. I didn't sleep until I saw the sun. I slept for about an hour. I thought I was going to throw up I was so worried. I was hot, then I was cold. I know it sounds bad because my parents and Lloyd were worried to death, but I had fun.
Now what? My mother doesn't want me to come online much anymore. Who knows where things will go from here.