EDIT:
i just heard from robert. hehehe. he's been asleep all day.
ass munch.
so. yeah. that part of life is good.
damn my overactive worryful brain.
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fuck fuck fuck fuck.
the 16th my friend tyler died. and i didnt find out till this Wednesday night.
then i was completely ignored and blown off by robert. and i cant figure out for the life of me why. because just last night we were talking about what great friends we were to each other. and even made a silly pact to be soul mates if we are still single at the age of 30.
i'm just fucking worried.
but pissed as hell too.
because i needed some TLC today from him. and he'd made plans with me. and then blew me off. on my only day off this week. and i could have gone to torrid and worked and made some fucking money.
also. a friend of mine didnt give a flying shit about my friend dying. and that pissed me the fuck off. thanks. you're a pal!
i feel so alone. unwanted, and used.
tommorrow (or today. what the fuck ever) i work a 4 hour morning shift at torrid (10-2) then have to head straight to kroger for the afternoon shift (3-9). and i only have 2 cigarettes left and i'm craving cloves thanks to the SG party. and the only place that sells cloves around here is this little gas station just slightly out of my way. and i dont have the god damn money for them.
PLUS. since i'm working two shifts. i dont have fucking time to get my damn car. so i have to wait till saturday. and even saturday is FUCKED.
cause i work 10-3 saturday. then at 3:30 is a pool party. whiich. i was trying to get fucktard to go to with me. so now the party isnt gonna be fun because he isnt talking to me for the unknown reason. and i'm going to be the only person over the age of 10 in the god damn pool.
i just hate when i have a day off. and EVERYTHING goes to shit.
plus. i fell off the wagon, so to speak.
i just heard from robert. hehehe. he's been asleep all day.
ass munch.
so. yeah. that part of life is good.
damn my overactive worryful brain.
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fuck fuck fuck fuck.
the 16th my friend tyler died. and i didnt find out till this Wednesday night.
then i was completely ignored and blown off by robert. and i cant figure out for the life of me why. because just last night we were talking about what great friends we were to each other. and even made a silly pact to be soul mates if we are still single at the age of 30.
i'm just fucking worried.
but pissed as hell too.
because i needed some TLC today from him. and he'd made plans with me. and then blew me off. on my only day off this week. and i could have gone to torrid and worked and made some fucking money.
also. a friend of mine didnt give a flying shit about my friend dying. and that pissed me the fuck off. thanks. you're a pal!
i feel so alone. unwanted, and used.
tommorrow (or today. what the fuck ever) i work a 4 hour morning shift at torrid (10-2) then have to head straight to kroger for the afternoon shift (3-9). and i only have 2 cigarettes left and i'm craving cloves thanks to the SG party. and the only place that sells cloves around here is this little gas station just slightly out of my way. and i dont have the god damn money for them.
PLUS. since i'm working two shifts. i dont have fucking time to get my damn car. so i have to wait till saturday. and even saturday is FUCKED.
cause i work 10-3 saturday. then at 3:30 is a pool party. whiich. i was trying to get fucktard to go to with me. so now the party isnt gonna be fun because he isnt talking to me for the unknown reason. and i'm going to be the only person over the age of 10 in the god damn pool.
i just hate when i have a day off. and EVERYTHING goes to shit.
plus. i fell off the wagon, so to speak.
oryon:
it's not SO bad