post diddily dost
come to think of it...winter is by no means going to get me down...it really started to today. it made me hate sleeping...showering...and my boyfriend. and i decided...no! fuck that because that shit's wack. This winter isnt going to be painful....or else. because I say so!
Ive become super bi-polar when it comes to my relationship. This...as I have noticed. isn't good. One minute im driving in my car and giving the poor a boy a speech about how "we shouldn't be serious because then we will become shit heeads and i don't want that. i just want to hang out and have fun and not worry about us at all."...Then the next time I wake up alone in his bed, go to rip a piece of paper out of his notebook to write a note saying i had to leave and leave the door unlocked or id be late for work...thus starting the downward spiral of my day by accidental nosy ness! pppppuurely accidental I must say...anyhow...shits fucked. I don't even know how to feel about what or what to feel or not feel or let myself feel or try to mask...and whats weird is...all day at work today I choked back balling my eyes out for almost 6 hours until I got off work...heard a song on the radio and then bam! i just dont care anymore...like none...not at all. i dont get myself sometimes but honestly....im not too worried about it right now...if things are fine they're fine. if shits fucked then its fucked. all i know is i want to see my ladies tonight and stacy is sick. im in desperate need of becky and movies and girl talk and i hope shes around tonight. because i am.
thursday should be really good. hopefully i'll be getting my sailboat foot tattoos. i dont have class until late and i hope tim wants to take drugs, carve pumpkins and possibly watch movies. even bad movies. i'd watch repo man. i really would. (i just spelled that wood)
hey theres holley. i like her. she's funny.
Ive become super bi-polar when it comes to my relationship. This...as I have noticed. isn't good. One minute im driving in my car and giving the poor a boy a speech about how "we shouldn't be serious because then we will become shit heeads and i don't want that. i just want to hang out and have fun and not worry about us at all."...Then the next time I wake up alone in his bed, go to rip a piece of paper out of his notebook to write a note saying i had to leave and leave the door unlocked or id be late for work...thus starting the downward spiral of my day by accidental nosy ness! pppppuurely accidental I must say...anyhow...shits fucked. I don't even know how to feel about what or what to feel or not feel or let myself feel or try to mask...and whats weird is...all day at work today I choked back balling my eyes out for almost 6 hours until I got off work...heard a song on the radio and then bam! i just dont care anymore...like none...not at all. i dont get myself sometimes but honestly....im not too worried about it right now...if things are fine they're fine. if shits fucked then its fucked. all i know is i want to see my ladies tonight and stacy is sick. im in desperate need of becky and movies and girl talk and i hope shes around tonight. because i am.
thursday should be really good. hopefully i'll be getting my sailboat foot tattoos. i dont have class until late and i hope tim wants to take drugs, carve pumpkins and possibly watch movies. even bad movies. i'd watch repo man. i really would. (i just spelled that wood)
hey theres holley. i like her. she's funny.