- hung out with Mike (my ex from three years ago) Wednesday night.
- hanging out was inturrupted by two phone calls from my boyfriend, paranoid that i was cheating on him.
- gave in to Brian begging for us to go to his house, which led to Brian threatening Mike in his front hall, while i wasn't there, which leaded to me being pissed off at Brian.
- when i went home that night, i called Brian and told him it was over, and spent the next two hours on the phone with him reassuring him i wouldn't do any drugs and that i still loved him. (i doubt i'll never do drugs again, and i doubt that ever loved him)
- Thursday was filled the annoying text messages from Brian begging me to take him back.
- Saturday night i went glow bowling with Mike, his non-asshole friend Cramer, and his awesome mom.
- spent the night at his house where there was a lot of making out and heaving petting from both parties.
That's a lot of drama. And I hate drama.
I feel like a hospital patient. I'm still wearing the bracelet they put on my wrist at glow bowling and everytime I glance down and see the white paper, I think it's a hospital bracelet. And lying in bed watching movies with Mike all day wearing sweats didn't help this.
I don't know what I want out of Mike. For now, the making out is awesome, only when it doesn't lead to sex. I love making out that's heart pumping, the i-don't-know-what-to-do-with-my-hands, the i-want-to-touch-you-all-over-because-I'm-that-hot, the hands-on-face-sitting-in-the-car making out. I love that. The making out that leads to not as good as it used to be sex? Eh. I could do without it.
I'm the type of person who doesn't say a lot, but I do say things that matter, and that I mean. Brian is still trying to keep me on AIM all night and even longer on the phone. I can't do it. I physically can't do it, and it's getting annoying. Why can't he just accept the fact that we aren't together and that's not going to change? I could rip my hair out in frustration. I have nothing more to say to him other than I'm sorry i broke his heart.
This post didn't come out exactly the way I wanted it to. I wanted less bitching about my ex, but now that it's in there, I just can't get rid of it.
did you call me creepy??
lol
I'm not sure of the street name but I have a friend that lives in Candia its by a mobile station not far from 101.
Sorry thats about as indepth as the directions get.
Not good with street names.
But was there for a big feast and gathering.
It was nice, I don't go often but maybe once or twice a month.
Its not far from me which is nice.
^_^
The End
^_^
That's cool,
The house I stopped at was between a mobile station and a pet place, not sure if it was a vet or a groomer.
Nope can't say that I ever have.
Are there many?
What are they? ( sorry for the ignorance )
^_^
The End