First of all, Del Taco was NOT a good idea. I feel all full and gross and blah. Probably just cuz I ate too much. I was just excited that they have fries. I've gone to Taco Bell before then to McDonalds just to put fries on my tacos or whatever. I also put fries on my burgers. yay fries.
Second of all, Happy Fathers Day to all you dads out there. Not the dead beat ones, well I guess to you too. And if you have a wonderful father you are very lucky. I haven't talked to my dad in a really long time. He didn't call me on my birthday. I'm still going to call him today or try to with the last number I have of his. Just to make myself feel like a good person. My dad is just pretty fucked up and always has been. I know he loves me but he doesn't do a very good job of showing it.
And lastly Kenny called me last night. I was so surprised and so happy that he did. He said he wasn't going to and the only reason he did was because he was drunk. But he told me to come over so I did. I drove an hour to Santa Fe at like 12:30 in the morning dead tired. He had to talk to me and set shit straight with me. He basically told me everything my mom sat down and talked to me about yesterday. But I know he cares about me because he actually wanted to talk to me about my life and all the shit I'm doing wrong and how my life is basically going no where. He brought up a lot of negative things about me that are true but I wasn't really aware of. He was kinda being a dick but eh whatever. I was so happy to see him and gave him the biggest, tightest hug I'd given anyone in so long. I really do love him and I'm just so glad I haven't lost him as a friend. He's fuckin crazy and I'm pretty fuckin crazy but I don't know what I'd do without him.
I stayed the night, mostly whoring aroung on SG and myspace when he was passed out. Then early this morning he was like "You have to leave." cuz his dad was coming over. He wasn't very nice about it and I almost cried a little bit. I didn't wanna leave and not see him on bad terms like that so I hugged him and told him I loved him and he said "I know you do." Eh. I suppose that's better than "Thank you."
I know he's still upset with me but I'm gonna make a lot of changes while he's in jail and I know he'll have time to think I'm just so greatful he still cares about me enough to have a sit down talk with me like that. And it was good to see my little Callie bear too. She's so cute he gave her a fucked up haircut and she looks all aerodynamic now lol.
Ok Del Taco is making me need a nap. Ugh.
taa taa SG land
I love my Kenny and my Callie
Second of all, Happy Fathers Day to all you dads out there. Not the dead beat ones, well I guess to you too. And if you have a wonderful father you are very lucky. I haven't talked to my dad in a really long time. He didn't call me on my birthday. I'm still going to call him today or try to with the last number I have of his. Just to make myself feel like a good person. My dad is just pretty fucked up and always has been. I know he loves me but he doesn't do a very good job of showing it.
And lastly Kenny called me last night. I was so surprised and so happy that he did. He said he wasn't going to and the only reason he did was because he was drunk. But he told me to come over so I did. I drove an hour to Santa Fe at like 12:30 in the morning dead tired. He had to talk to me and set shit straight with me. He basically told me everything my mom sat down and talked to me about yesterday. But I know he cares about me because he actually wanted to talk to me about my life and all the shit I'm doing wrong and how my life is basically going no where. He brought up a lot of negative things about me that are true but I wasn't really aware of. He was kinda being a dick but eh whatever. I was so happy to see him and gave him the biggest, tightest hug I'd given anyone in so long. I really do love him and I'm just so glad I haven't lost him as a friend. He's fuckin crazy and I'm pretty fuckin crazy but I don't know what I'd do without him.
I stayed the night, mostly whoring aroung on SG and myspace when he was passed out. Then early this morning he was like "You have to leave." cuz his dad was coming over. He wasn't very nice about it and I almost cried a little bit. I didn't wanna leave and not see him on bad terms like that so I hugged him and told him I loved him and he said "I know you do." Eh. I suppose that's better than "Thank you."
I know he's still upset with me but I'm gonna make a lot of changes while he's in jail and I know he'll have time to think I'm just so greatful he still cares about me enough to have a sit down talk with me like that. And it was good to see my little Callie bear too. She's so cute he gave her a fucked up haircut and she looks all aerodynamic now lol.
Ok Del Taco is making me need a nap. Ugh.
taa taa SG land
I love my Kenny and my Callie
I guess just ask yourself if its worth it