uhh... so, stuff happened. i don't really feel like rehashing most of it, but he called my house last night... i wasn't home. part of me is glad, and part of me is pissed off.
i'm all nervous now, because i don't know what he wanted to say. i hope to god he isn't trying to apologize, because i'm a sucker for his wiles, or whatever...
but i'm also scared he was calling to yell at me again, or to tell me to stay the fuck away from his sister or something.
i just hope he isn't trying to press charges or something equally life-ruining.
i think carrie's furious with me, but in all honesty, i don't have the energy to worry about it. i'm as sensitive as they come, but even i cannot tolerate how easily offended she is.
my brain is sore from nightmares and constant, pointless round-and-round racing.
i'm having a hard time.
i'm all nervous now, because i don't know what he wanted to say. i hope to god he isn't trying to apologize, because i'm a sucker for his wiles, or whatever...
but i'm also scared he was calling to yell at me again, or to tell me to stay the fuck away from his sister or something.
i just hope he isn't trying to press charges or something equally life-ruining.
i think carrie's furious with me, but in all honesty, i don't have the energy to worry about it. i'm as sensitive as they come, but even i cannot tolerate how easily offended she is.
my brain is sore from nightmares and constant, pointless round-and-round racing.
i'm having a hard time.