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So everything has been shitty...me and mike have been breaking up left and right...its those kind of fights where you know you dont mean it and you know the next day you'll be going out and everything is going to be fine again...but some of them have been getting pretty damn bad...
On wednesday I took Mike to Living Treasures...he has never been there...and it seemed to like it a lot...I really enjoyed myself too...then we went to Mc Connels Mills...and talked under the water fall and hiked....and just had the best day in a long ass time...we did that for our one year...
Last night was it though...we went over John and Amy's house...and we drank...i wasn't going to but I ended up...and Mike was happy I was drinking with him for once...but he wanted to get more booze and the beer places were all closed...so I gave him $10 to go get 40's at the bar then pick up his meds and my cell fone charger because my fone died at like 7...so then me and Amy were waiting for him cuz he said he would be back in a half hour...well a half hour turned into an hour...we had given him Amy's cell fone incase he got into trouble or we had to get in touch with him...well then this half hour turned into 2 hours...still no answer on Amy's fone...so we called his parents and asked if he came home and went to sleep...but his mom said he never came home...so I got really worried...and then were going to get ready to go out looking for him...about 20 minutes later he calls all loaded...saying he was at the bar talking to some of John's old friends...he was loaded...and driving home and that made me scared...his mom called us when he got there...and he was yelling in the background "I am making hotdogs, and then I will be going back over." By that time none of us wanted him to come back. He worried us all sick...and so he was suppose to call me and never did...I ended up callin James at 4:30 in the morning to come and get me because I was really tired and I just wanted to be in my own bed..I went home and then to sleep..I got 6 hours of sleep and I want to go back to bed so bad...but Mike should be calling me soon...and I am just going to say to him after last night I can't take your shit...until you realize which ones more important the booze or me...then don't call me...I really dont need someone who is going to ditch me...I can't take his shit anymore...I am about to break...I am already losing my sanity because of this boy...I can't keep letting him hurt me...but I love him more than life itself...and I don't know how I could get over him...life suxs...I need help....
Please somebody tell me what to do?
On wednesday I took Mike to Living Treasures...he has never been there...and it seemed to like it a lot...I really enjoyed myself too...then we went to Mc Connels Mills...and talked under the water fall and hiked....and just had the best day in a long ass time...we did that for our one year...
Last night was it though...we went over John and Amy's house...and we drank...i wasn't going to but I ended up...and Mike was happy I was drinking with him for once...but he wanted to get more booze and the beer places were all closed...so I gave him $10 to go get 40's at the bar then pick up his meds and my cell fone charger because my fone died at like 7...so then me and Amy were waiting for him cuz he said he would be back in a half hour...well a half hour turned into an hour...we had given him Amy's cell fone incase he got into trouble or we had to get in touch with him...well then this half hour turned into 2 hours...still no answer on Amy's fone...so we called his parents and asked if he came home and went to sleep...but his mom said he never came home...so I got really worried...and then were going to get ready to go out looking for him...about 20 minutes later he calls all loaded...saying he was at the bar talking to some of John's old friends...he was loaded...and driving home and that made me scared...his mom called us when he got there...and he was yelling in the background "I am making hotdogs, and then I will be going back over." By that time none of us wanted him to come back. He worried us all sick...and so he was suppose to call me and never did...I ended up callin James at 4:30 in the morning to come and get me because I was really tired and I just wanted to be in my own bed..I went home and then to sleep..I got 6 hours of sleep and I want to go back to bed so bad...but Mike should be calling me soon...and I am just going to say to him after last night I can't take your shit...until you realize which ones more important the booze or me...then don't call me...I really dont need someone who is going to ditch me...I can't take his shit anymore...I am about to break...I am already losing my sanity because of this boy...I can't keep letting him hurt me...but I love him more than life itself...and I don't know how I could get over him...life suxs...I need help....
Please somebody tell me what to do?