oh well i guess the myspace can go fuck its self
im fucking tired of the myspace drama, and you know there would be no myspace if there was no lj. for sure.
well i got bored cause my girlfreind is pulling a hudini on me and disapeared with out her cell phone and ill give till about 1:00 to start getting mad at her about it. but on to a different note i am drinking a hell of a lot less latly due to lack of funds and just shear disire not to get drunk.
i started looking back on my old emails. found some of my old letters written to one of my ex's. i guess that is why i have a hard time trusting women. it was because she used every little dirty secret about me , told her freinds and well, i almost killed her. in hign sight i probably should have. i think i think too much. and i regret just a little more than i should. but this is life some times ya just have to move on. i finally stopped crying every time i think about my bro. still cant hadle nascar though. its the wrecks they get in to. it just makes me very meloncolly, dare should i say emo ish.
good news though i finally got rid of my car that has been a headache for the last year. gave it to my mom and now tomarrow fingures crossed i get my truck. a 78 s10 3/4 ton. a bueaty only to be matched by my gf. its got a tool box and bush guards, the big bush guards.
just recently ive been chatting it up with my ex's brother. a smart mfer indeed. and funny, a true character to be hold. hes trying to quit the sauce also and hes has been helping me get through some stuff that dare should i say, my freinds dont really help out with. like hes the reason i stopped going to the bars and getting hammerd. well that and being broke all of the time. most of my freinds smoke and drink like there is no tomarrow, and my gf doesnt really help either. you dont ask a drunk if he wants to get drunk when hes trying to quit, its just mean. but some times i do feel like letting go and falling in to the oblivion of intoxication. but when i dont drink, im bored. and hence being a boreing person that i am, the thinking too much has alot to do with it.
i think the reason i think too much is i dont really like talking to most people. well my freinds aside. just the randoms, i dont like starting a convo with just another body, even if i barely know them. my head hurts some times, the stress is getting to me. it makes me want to drink. it makes me want to undo every part that i sowen together to make me, me. i think its just that i dont like my standing in MY life. my gf is great and she calms me down alot, if she wasnt here id be a raveing lunatic. man i typed way more than i was planning on. but i gues i might as well run with it and say good night to the freinds i have left on the lj.
and only once i hit the bottom, will i actually see that the only way is , up.
well i got bored cause my girlfreind is pulling a hudini on me and disapeared with out her cell phone and ill give till about 1:00 to start getting mad at her about it. but on to a different note i am drinking a hell of a lot less latly due to lack of funds and just shear disire not to get drunk.
i started looking back on my old emails. found some of my old letters written to one of my ex's. i guess that is why i have a hard time trusting women. it was because she used every little dirty secret about me , told her freinds and well, i almost killed her. in hign sight i probably should have. i think i think too much. and i regret just a little more than i should. but this is life some times ya just have to move on. i finally stopped crying every time i think about my bro. still cant hadle nascar though. its the wrecks they get in to. it just makes me very meloncolly, dare should i say emo ish.
good news though i finally got rid of my car that has been a headache for the last year. gave it to my mom and now tomarrow fingures crossed i get my truck. a 78 s10 3/4 ton. a bueaty only to be matched by my gf. its got a tool box and bush guards, the big bush guards.
just recently ive been chatting it up with my ex's brother. a smart mfer indeed. and funny, a true character to be hold. hes trying to quit the sauce also and hes has been helping me get through some stuff that dare should i say, my freinds dont really help out with. like hes the reason i stopped going to the bars and getting hammerd. well that and being broke all of the time. most of my freinds smoke and drink like there is no tomarrow, and my gf doesnt really help either. you dont ask a drunk if he wants to get drunk when hes trying to quit, its just mean. but some times i do feel like letting go and falling in to the oblivion of intoxication. but when i dont drink, im bored. and hence being a boreing person that i am, the thinking too much has alot to do with it.
i think the reason i think too much is i dont really like talking to most people. well my freinds aside. just the randoms, i dont like starting a convo with just another body, even if i barely know them. my head hurts some times, the stress is getting to me. it makes me want to drink. it makes me want to undo every part that i sowen together to make me, me. i think its just that i dont like my standing in MY life. my gf is great and she calms me down alot, if she wasnt here id be a raveing lunatic. man i typed way more than i was planning on. but i gues i might as well run with it and say good night to the freinds i have left on the lj.
and only once i hit the bottom, will i actually see that the only way is , up.