Insomnia and broken thoughts...
It's 4:27 am... I have been awake since 8:00am yesterday. Can't sleep. Why? Because I am so mother fucking angry. Ever had that? So pissed you can't even catch a few zzzzz's?
Today is Allen's 21st birthday. The one I have been fearing, dreading and hating all at the same time. We go to the bar tonight... after he says he's "too sick" to do anything... he gets plastered. We had a deal that he was to have one drink. That got ammended after his brother bought him a shot, I said, "Fine. Have 2? That okay?" He proceeds to be a huge douchebag to me until I just stop caring.
I'm done caring? Me? Allie? Now that is not a good sign... it's also not a good sign we drove home in silence, complete and utter silence-- with the exception of me saying, "Happy Birthday" at midnight...
He's going to pick the bottle over me... and it's just a matter of time.
Today is Allen's 21st birthday. The one I have been fearing, dreading and hating all at the same time. We go to the bar tonight... after he says he's "too sick" to do anything... he gets plastered. We had a deal that he was to have one drink. That got ammended after his brother bought him a shot, I said, "Fine. Have 2? That okay?" He proceeds to be a huge douchebag to me until I just stop caring.
I'm done caring? Me? Allie? Now that is not a good sign... it's also not a good sign we drove home in silence, complete and utter silence-- with the exception of me saying, "Happy Birthday" at midnight...
He's going to pick the bottle over me... and it's just a matter of time.