falling
I've been hiding from all this at my sisters house for the better part of two weeks.
There are loud annoying stoner guys (boyfriend included) in the living room. I thought that maybe, if I came back he'd want to spend time with me. Of course, that was all before Mike and Joel came in through a cloud of smoke.
I hate the guy group. I hate my living situation. I hate it all. I hate being considered the bitch just because I don't cater to them. In fact - fuck them. I'm glad they think I'm a bitch. It shows strength in my character. I watch as Steve tries to appease them and I watch him get shunned whenever he fails.
I hate to say it, but if he doesn't grow up soon, I'm going to have to leave this. I've already made plans for my next living situation which excludes him. If he wants the pluthera of people around at all times, if he wants to spend time with Mike and Joel rather than spending a night with me, if he wants to be a part of that clique - fuck him too. He can figure out his own life now. I'm done carrying him.
But good god I wish they would learn to just SHUT THE FUCK UP SO I COULD GET SOME FUCKING SLEEP.