I fucking love mustard
Ahh, what to say about last night. I don't even know where to begin...or where to end for that matter. So Shaun and I finally got a chance to really talk. I mean, it was totally uninhibited and honest. I told him *everything* I've been thinking about, all my true emotions and thoughts. I still don't really know how to feel/what to do about anything honestly. After Shaun and I got through talking, I went over to Steph's and chatted with her for a bit after watching a little Oz on On Demand. That shit rocks! I would just like to say thank you Steph for being there for me. Not one time did you criticize anything I said and you were an awesome listener. You rock and I <3 you much, chick. Thank you. So...I completely forgot to turn the phones on here at work until just NOW and I'm supposed to do it at 8:30...yah. Good goin' there, Amber. I don't really have much to say right now. I'm sort-of just inside my own head tryin' to figure shit out. I look like absolute hell today. My eyes have swollen to half the size of my fucking head from so much crying last night. I literally haven't cried that hard since Myah. And I look exactly the same as I did in the hospital when that whole deal was goin' on. Maybe I'll take a picture later *giggles at Sara* just to prove to you all how horrible I look. On the way to Steph's I was listening to none other than 3 Doors Down (imagine that) and I realized that I relate to every single one of the songs on that album. Which kicks ass. As do they. But you all know that I think this and I'm done now.
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