WORST DAY OF MY LIFE, TO DATE: if you care you'll read.
i start my day off at 10 am, and begin immediately calling / texting danni cos we had scheduled earlier in the week, to hang out all day and night for her bday. she did not respond until 5:20 saying she wasnt feeling well. thats all i heard from her all day even though i was texting her even after that.
after danni's FLAKE i was talking to chantel and we decided to go to the boardwalk to see with passion, her main intent was to make me feel better since i was so fucked up over danni pulling that shit. (see previous post) we get to the boardwalk and i have to pay $12 to get in. the guy misreads my I.D. and i get a rist band (ONLY good point of the night) within minutes mike asks me to run with passion's merch while they play. so i ended up paying $12 to work a merch table while the only band i paid to see was playing. AMAZING. i got as many drinks as possible.
chantel was no where to be found most of the night. after the show i ended up waiting around for 45 fucking minutes for her. the place was EMPTY. i even told mike, i would put money on the fact that she was in a van fucking some random guy. sure enough as im FINALLY deciding to bail on her i see her in the parking lot, basically pulling up her pants and kissing some guy goodbye. i take her ass home and here i am.. ........
WORST FUCKING NIGHT OF MY LIFE. no booze could cure it unless it makes me black out and forget the night. now you fucks know why im emo. so fuck all of you. yes ALLLLLLL of you. every single fucking one. im going back into my whole and trying to dissappear from life as YOU know it.
FUCK DANNI FOR HURTING ME SO DAMN MUCH AND PROLLY NOT EVEN KNOWING SHES DOING IT. FUCK CHANTEL FOR BEING A WHORE. FUCK.
im no longer going to be the nice guy. NEVER AGAIN. fuck you, if you need a ride? suck some cock and earn it slut. if you want cash? go whore yourself out. if you need a friend, call fucking loveline cos im sick of this shit.
WHEN YOU MAKE ME SERIOUSLY CONSIDER RUNNING MY CAR INTO THE SIDE RAILS ON THE FREEWAY? YOURE NOT WORTH MY TIME. NOT ANYMORE.
im going on a suicide scooter ride. goodnight.
i start my day off at 10 am, and begin immediately calling / texting danni cos we had scheduled earlier in the week, to hang out all day and night for her bday. she did not respond until 5:20 saying she wasnt feeling well. thats all i heard from her all day even though i was texting her even after that.
after danni's FLAKE i was talking to chantel and we decided to go to the boardwalk to see with passion, her main intent was to make me feel better since i was so fucked up over danni pulling that shit. (see previous post) we get to the boardwalk and i have to pay $12 to get in. the guy misreads my I.D. and i get a rist band (ONLY good point of the night) within minutes mike asks me to run with passion's merch while they play. so i ended up paying $12 to work a merch table while the only band i paid to see was playing. AMAZING. i got as many drinks as possible.
chantel was no where to be found most of the night. after the show i ended up waiting around for 45 fucking minutes for her. the place was EMPTY. i even told mike, i would put money on the fact that she was in a van fucking some random guy. sure enough as im FINALLY deciding to bail on her i see her in the parking lot, basically pulling up her pants and kissing some guy goodbye. i take her ass home and here i am.. ........
WORST FUCKING NIGHT OF MY LIFE. no booze could cure it unless it makes me black out and forget the night. now you fucks know why im emo. so fuck all of you. yes ALLLLLLL of you. every single fucking one. im going back into my whole and trying to dissappear from life as YOU know it.
FUCK DANNI FOR HURTING ME SO DAMN MUCH AND PROLLY NOT EVEN KNOWING SHES DOING IT. FUCK CHANTEL FOR BEING A WHORE. FUCK.
im no longer going to be the nice guy. NEVER AGAIN. fuck you, if you need a ride? suck some cock and earn it slut. if you want cash? go whore yourself out. if you need a friend, call fucking loveline cos im sick of this shit.
WHEN YOU MAKE ME SERIOUSLY CONSIDER RUNNING MY CAR INTO THE SIDE RAILS ON THE FREEWAY? YOURE NOT WORTH MY TIME. NOT ANYMORE.
im going on a suicide scooter ride. goodnight.
[Edited on Jan 23, 2005 11:10AM]