RED RUM!!!
Okay, yesterday I started giving you a history of my life. Now lemme give you a little background information on TOM... TOM has been a major part of my life for 3+ years. I have run the gamut from just a fuck, to best friend, to friend with benefits, to fiancee, and back to the friend routine... When I moved to Buffalo, I had just (within a few weeks) broken our engagement because i was sick of his attitude and his treatment of me and his family... he is a real asshole when he is drunk, or when he has been sober for a while...
When he realized that I was really moving to Buffalo, and that I was really going to "abandon" him, he started to change his tune. If any of you have been addicted to anything, you will understand... I know the guy tom is capable of being, and sometimes i actually get to see that side of him, and i just fall for him all over again... And he knows it. So when i left for Buffalo, we weren't together, but we were, in a way...
This morning, about 130am, he calls me. He is shitfaced drunk, and he wants to tell me that he thinks he cheated on me, with Tara (thank GOD he didn't say Denice, cause I would have walked back to Kentucky just to kill them both) He says he passed out (after drinking a fifth of maker's) on Tara's couch, and that is the last he remembers until he woke up, butt-ass naked, in bed with her... but he doens't know if he did aything or not, because he walked around with a stiffy all day. SURE!
Then he turns around and says that he loves me, and that he misses me, and that he is just waiting for the day that he can see me, and be with me again... and that he wants to move up here to Buffalo once he has everything straight with the courts, and that he wants to adopt "our" daughter, Michaela, and that he is not the perfect man for me, but that he is the one that has been there for me, and taken care of me for the last 3 years, when everyone else has abandoned me, or made my situation worse... Again, I say SURE!
He is the one that caused me to get my first DUI, he is the one that has spent money like water, on tickets and impounds, and processing fees, and fixing his damn cars, and lawyers to try and make it all go away... Oh, and lets not forget the cell phone that I have been paying for for like a year now, and the vehicles that i have provided for him... and the insurance that I pay... and the list goes on... but, HE TAKES CARE OF ME!
Anyway, I think I have vented enough...
Off to the books for me, last week of math 209, and i have a final to do...
When he realized that I was really moving to Buffalo, and that I was really going to "abandon" him, he started to change his tune. If any of you have been addicted to anything, you will understand... I know the guy tom is capable of being, and sometimes i actually get to see that side of him, and i just fall for him all over again... And he knows it. So when i left for Buffalo, we weren't together, but we were, in a way...
This morning, about 130am, he calls me. He is shitfaced drunk, and he wants to tell me that he thinks he cheated on me, with Tara (thank GOD he didn't say Denice, cause I would have walked back to Kentucky just to kill them both) He says he passed out (after drinking a fifth of maker's) on Tara's couch, and that is the last he remembers until he woke up, butt-ass naked, in bed with her... but he doens't know if he did aything or not, because he walked around with a stiffy all day. SURE!
Then he turns around and says that he loves me, and that he misses me, and that he is just waiting for the day that he can see me, and be with me again... and that he wants to move up here to Buffalo once he has everything straight with the courts, and that he wants to adopt "our" daughter, Michaela, and that he is not the perfect man for me, but that he is the one that has been there for me, and taken care of me for the last 3 years, when everyone else has abandoned me, or made my situation worse... Again, I say SURE!
He is the one that caused me to get my first DUI, he is the one that has spent money like water, on tickets and impounds, and processing fees, and fixing his damn cars, and lawyers to try and make it all go away... Oh, and lets not forget the cell phone that I have been paying for for like a year now, and the vehicles that i have provided for him... and the insurance that I pay... and the list goes on... but, HE TAKES CARE OF ME!
Anyway, I think I have vented enough...
Off to the books for me, last week of math 209, and i have a final to do...