so i went down to carbondale for new years and it was wonderful and i was happy.
then the cops came. my friend had some warrants out for him and was kinda running but someone called in to the cops that he was at the bar and they came and got him. so now hes gone. and he wont be out for a while. and i miss him so bad. i want to talk to him to hug him so much it hurts. in the end this will be good tho. he will get this whole legal thing figured out, serve his sentence, and then put it behind him and have a normal life.
then the next night someone stole my phone and digital camera out of my purse. well fuck. now im in carbondale, staying at a friends while she is out of town alone without a phone. the worst possible time for me to lose my phone and all the numbers in it. now that hes gone im feeling terribly lonely and i cant call anyone so im very depressed. and the guy i was seeing is not only 350 miles away but in jail.
and now the one person i feel will make me feel better tells me to go to hell. i turn to someone for their support and i get told to go to some of my other friends. obviously i was wrong to feel he was the person i want to go to when i need someone because he is that important. i dont really go to people for help like this often.
then the cops came. my friend had some warrants out for him and was kinda running but someone called in to the cops that he was at the bar and they came and got him. so now hes gone. and he wont be out for a while. and i miss him so bad. i want to talk to him to hug him so much it hurts. in the end this will be good tho. he will get this whole legal thing figured out, serve his sentence, and then put it behind him and have a normal life.
then the next night someone stole my phone and digital camera out of my purse. well fuck. now im in carbondale, staying at a friends while she is out of town alone without a phone. the worst possible time for me to lose my phone and all the numbers in it. now that hes gone im feeling terribly lonely and i cant call anyone so im very depressed. and the guy i was seeing is not only 350 miles away but in jail.
and now the one person i feel will make me feel better tells me to go to hell. i turn to someone for their support and i get told to go to some of my other friends. obviously i was wrong to feel he was the person i want to go to when i need someone because he is that important. i dont really go to people for help like this often.
caprica:
So this is random... do you know Nikki or Ashley? PM me if you need their last name... I'm not sure I want to say it over here... but they are CRAZY and they transferred to carbondale...
cunninglinquist:
you had a bad weekend. On New Years eve many years ago, my father died, so for that day it will always be a bad one for me