Saturday Feb 17, 2007

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He's a fucking asshole. I honestly want nothing more than to haul off an punch him in the face.

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He's had it coming for a long time now. Seriously. Its not often I feel a desire to partake in physical violence, but this boy has stomped on my heart one too many times. I'm not sure I can even say I love him anymore. I just down and out wish 100% that he feels as miserable as he's made me feel for the last few weeks; and I hope his lasts a lifetime. That's mean and wrong but I don't fucking care. It angers me that he can't even keep the friendship up that he promised. He won't even sit down long enough to have a random conversation with me. He won't even look at me. Its not like I'm asking a lot, or even interested in ever getting back with him, but its really hard to have somebody you considered your best friend to suddenly and completely cut you off. That and he's probably fucking the very girl that I hated most. Classic.



So I cried last night. I drank a lot, with my Anna girl. She's amazing. We're both a little bit of a wreck from our different but similar self-destructive behavior. I love the girl. I am ecstatic to go to Bonnarroo with her and be wasted out of my mind, so I can forget life for a few days and just live surrounded by amazing music and interesting people.

We partied with our friend Dan. I'm not sure about that kid sometimes. He insists on being close to me and then says no dating. Whatever, I'm not interested in a relationship, he's just weird about it. And then he threw up in his sink. Which was a little amusing.

Then I went to my friend's apartment. This is the apartment in which my friend from high school, Kyle, lives with my two ex boyfriends. Classic. I know. One of which I get along with great and he's been my shoulder to cry on more than once. The other is the complete prick I want to punch in the face. I could tell it bothered him that I was ignoring him. So he left which bothered me, especially since I know exactly where he went. He's a stupid bastard. puke

Drank until 3:30 in the morning. Anna drove me home and then took off towards her own home. I laid down with my puppy and felt about 20 times better. I swear, he's the love of my life. He occasionally poops on the floor but at least he doesn't cheat. Right? Right. biggrin Although its a little weird when he runs off with my underwear as I'm doing laundry. kiss

Anyone wanna wake up next to one of these in the morning?

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With messy fucking hair and last night's make-up smeared everywhere. smile Yesss, sexy.


So. I have an extensive line up of shows I will be attending in the future. All of which I'm freaking excited about. <3 I cannot wait.

My tattoo is nearly done peeling. I kept accidentally rubbing it up against things last night and then ended up having to pick bits and pieces off of it because they were nearly off anyway. Ew. I'll have to go in and get a few spots touched up later on in the colored and white areas. Its a little splotchy in a few spots on the yellow part, clearly my skin isn't happy about holding colors. The black is fine though, obviously.

Do you tip for touch ups? Just curious.
tsunami:
I hope you feel better frown
The same kind of thing happened with me before, but I did punch him in the face, fucked up my hand and couldn't play my guitar for a week blackeyed You're smart for being able to hold it, and Karma will get him eventually biggrin
sillyokio:
from the tattoo group

Luamour said:

sillyokio said:
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OMFG. I love it. Marry me? biggrin



Certainly! love

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