Fuck, if she got pregnant, I would tear that baby out with a fork!

Mar 09, 2008 17:09

I got something nice today....












Im in love with it. Its so buttery soft. Its the perfect size (i can fit books and things into it) and i love the scroll detail. Im so excited to wear it. I might wear it tom to school.

Im more excited to wear it in the summer with dresses and stuff.

Thats been the high light of my day.

I stayed home cuz ive felt like crap for about three or four weeks recently. And i havent gotten the any days to lay down and feel better. So, i skipped EMT class (i know, i feel like crap about it, but i feel physically more like crap.

I also have tons of readings to catch up on. So today is pretty much almost over and im still tired as hell. Read some philosophy and working on emt crap now...

I cant wait for may. Im dead tired and i need this to be over.

Peter made me said something very mean last night...and he knows i dont mean it. But, i know by saying it ive helped him. Is it right? Do i tell him, specifically that i didnt mean it? But by doing so i make him feel like crap again...

Ive already stuck to my guns...and ive said things so i can be played up as the bad guy and trashed about. And im not sure if i should stop it.

I supposed I should be preceived as the cold hard bitch, talked about, torn down because im not there...I know the things he might be saying about me he'd never say other wise.

He knows im none of those things...but yet. It makes him feel better. So, again. Is this right?

I love and care for him.
But. Im different now.
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