grrr

May 03, 2005 15:16

bad day.

Jeff and I hung out on friday night as you all know. Everything was perfect. He would pick me up, spin me around and kiss me infrount of all thes people, and they all stared at us, and he didnt mind<3. The night was absolutley amazing. In the movie all we did was kiss practically the whole time and cuddle. He told me he loved me again, and that meant the world to me, seeing how the person i started to like crushed me a fre days earlier (ughh), but it didnt matter, becuase Jeff and I were happy.

Then today he was a fucking prick, and he slapped me hardddddd in the arm. What a fucking queer ass mother fucker. I cant beleive he would do that. You kno i never really think he did like me to begin with. I am just a fond memory that just cant seem to be erased. Like we always come back to eachother? why? i dont get it neither does he.? w.e. this is gay. He is gay. I am gay. My life is gay. W.e

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