losing it
so things are...better? i guess? im doing better in school except i missed soem this week due to sickness that the boog gave to me. that little weasel. im rereading running with scissors since i got it back from matthew last week and realized it had been a while since i had read it last. just when you think your life sucks a lot, you read a book about a 13 year old boy having a somewhat forced sexual relationship with a 32 year old man. interesting. so daniel fooled me real bad today. he called me while i was driving and i missed it, so i got a text from him saying it was important and to call him. so i called him right back. well he was really sick and could barely talk, so i could barely understand him. all i got from him was he was leaving early, was driving to the airport, and would be "home" by tonight. well i started freaking out. i was all DANIEL?! HOME?! TONIGHT?! SQUEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE.
well turns out he had to drive some general type to the airport and his being sick meant that after he did that, he wouldnt be goiong back to work, but straight back to his room. oh. whoops. idiot.
god, i miss him. like painful, stabbing, neverending miss him. ugh. the only way for this to stop hurting is for him to come back.
SO WHY THE FUCK DOESNT HE COME BACK ALREADY?!?!!??? ARRGGGGGGGGG.
she's just like a maze, where all of the walls are continually changing.
well turns out he had to drive some general type to the airport and his being sick meant that after he did that, he wouldnt be goiong back to work, but straight back to his room. oh. whoops. idiot.
god, i miss him. like painful, stabbing, neverending miss him. ugh. the only way for this to stop hurting is for him to come back.
SO WHY THE FUCK DOESNT HE COME BACK ALREADY?!?!!??? ARRGGGGGGGGG.
she's just like a maze, where all of the walls are continually changing.