You must unlearn everything that you have learned...
Today started out really horrible.
I cried after my first post.
Then I sucked it up, got ready and met Brandon in town.
We met at Wal*mart and I bought the Star Wars Trilogy and he bought soooo much junk food.
We went to Nick's.
Kenny, Nick, Brandon and I watched the first disc of the trilogy.
It stopped working halfway thru.
I was pissed.
We took it back and swapped it.
On the way there I was looking at a car being put up on a tow truck after it was totalled.
Brandon told me "he" drove by.
I'm glad I didn't see....
Came back to Nick's and finished it.
Kenny was more concerned about getting baked and left.
8 hours of awesomeness.
Woo.
I feel so sick from all the crap I ate.
Beat up Brandon some.
I rule.
Prank phone calls from a "restricted caller" to Brandon's cell ruled too.
Next time don't interrupt our great sex, I can't come to full orgasm if you distract me!
Then I creeped Nick out....that was awesome. Talking about "our song" and "our first dance"...
Who's "Captain Creepy" now? I AM!
I fell asleep for a little bit after I felt sick.
Then I started feeling like even more shit....
The blanket I pulled over my head was a little fleece one...
It was dark under there...if I recall "bad things happen in the dark"...
I wanted to cry again.
This shouldn't be bothering me anymore. I'm sorry that it does.
I never stopped being in love. I just had to keep lying to myself.
I really fucked up..more than once.
People like me don't get anymore chances. We deserve none.
I'm crippled by this. There's nothing I can do.
He's in love. Not with me. Get over it ass.
His smile still haunts me.
All the silly things that were only ours to share.
Now it's gone.
I wish I could show him how much I care.
How I cherish him still.
I can't.
It's not my place anymore.
Ouch.
Stings to say that.
Stop bitching....ass.
Night.
I cried after my first post.
Then I sucked it up, got ready and met Brandon in town.
We met at Wal*mart and I bought the Star Wars Trilogy and he bought soooo much junk food.
We went to Nick's.
Kenny, Nick, Brandon and I watched the first disc of the trilogy.
It stopped working halfway thru.
I was pissed.
We took it back and swapped it.
On the way there I was looking at a car being put up on a tow truck after it was totalled.
Brandon told me "he" drove by.
I'm glad I didn't see....
Came back to Nick's and finished it.
Kenny was more concerned about getting baked and left.
8 hours of awesomeness.
Woo.
I feel so sick from all the crap I ate.
Beat up Brandon some.
I rule.
Prank phone calls from a "restricted caller" to Brandon's cell ruled too.
Next time don't interrupt our great sex, I can't come to full orgasm if you distract me!
Then I creeped Nick out....that was awesome. Talking about "our song" and "our first dance"...
Who's "Captain Creepy" now? I AM!
I fell asleep for a little bit after I felt sick.
Then I started feeling like even more shit....
The blanket I pulled over my head was a little fleece one...
It was dark under there...if I recall "bad things happen in the dark"...
I wanted to cry again.
This shouldn't be bothering me anymore. I'm sorry that it does.
I never stopped being in love. I just had to keep lying to myself.
I really fucked up..more than once.
People like me don't get anymore chances. We deserve none.
I'm crippled by this. There's nothing I can do.
He's in love. Not with me. Get over it ass.
His smile still haunts me.
All the silly things that were only ours to share.
Now it's gone.
I wish I could show him how much I care.
How I cherish him still.
I can't.
It's not my place anymore.
Ouch.
Stings to say that.
Stop bitching....ass.
Night.