Who knows what we’ll find.
"Biggest mistake I’ve ever made in my life was not being there for you."
I’m glad you realize this, but too little too late.
I still try to be a good person and help you out if you truly need it, but every time you turn right around and dog me.
I loaned you $100 last thursday so that you wouldn’t get kicked out of your apartment.
Saturday night you send me a random text message called me a "dumb fucking bitch."
*Sigh*
I guess you’ll never learn.
I don’t understand how you think acting the same way you did when we were together is going to win me back?
I’m just going to have to wash my hands of you. Because no matter what I do, I’m still the bad person.
I’m still a heartless bitch.
So, I’ll show you a heartless bitch.
Don’t ask me for anything, don’t talk to me about anything not pertaining to either work or Samuel.
Do not ask me anything about my personal life. My response will be, "It’s none of your business."
I’m a bitch and a horrible mother when you don’t need me, but the moment you do you didn’t mean anything you said.
Yes, because I haven’t heard that before.
I’m over it. I’m done helping you, I’m done protecting you.
You fucked this up. You drove me away.
And now I am done.
I’ve tried to still be your friend because of Samuel, but when I start suspecting you’re bad mouthing me to my son…you’ve crossed the line.
Meh.
Whatever.
Don’t want to think about that asshole anymore.
I try not to let it bother me, but he somehow is able to piss me off more than anyone else can.
Today was a shit day.
My phone is totally fried. After all the abuse I’ve put it through today it just decided it would be a good time to die.
I called and filed the insurance claim and paid my $100 deductible. It will be 2-3 business days before it arrives. Oh boy, so I have to wait until Monday or Tuesday? Frick. So, I went to USCellular to get a loaner phone. They give me damn dinosaur that I can’t even get on the internet with. Oh wells, it’s only for a few days. As long as I can send and receive texts and phone calls I’m good. They’re sending me a different phone, thank god. The other one I had really was a piece of crap anyways. Let’s hope the new one is better. I’m going to try my best not to submerge this one. Or drop it numerous timesm and crack the screen.
I miss Matt. I hate that I have to go all week without seeing him. I miss sleeping next to him. I’m not all uber depressed and moping around all week, but I miss seeing him and hugging and kissing. I think about him and smile like an idiot. I truly am extremely happy with him. I lucked out. I didn’t expect to have this. It’s perfect. Sounds stupid and untrue, but it is. We’ve been dating for over three months now and still haven’t even gotten short with one another. Neither one of us has irritated the other AT ALL. It’s a fucking miracle, because I am easily aggitated. Not with Matt, though. It’s nice to actually have a happy, healty relationship for a change. I didn’t think those actually existed outside of the movies, though. Guess I was proved wrong. They’re just really hard to find.
Tomorrow is Friday. That is ALWAYS something to smile about, at least in my world. It means one I don’t have to wake up at the crack of dawn, and two I get to see my loverly boyfriend.
I was going to post pictures of my necklace and new tatt, but my computer is being lame so I guess I’ll just wait until another time for that.
Well, I have laundry to put away so I guess I should get started.
Laters.
Now why you standing
All the way over there
Come a little bit close, ain’t no need to be scared
I got that something
You got that something special
Maybe if we combined
Who knows what we’ll find