tomandhisjones

First off - Stasia is gone. I didn't get to say goodbye.
That makes the day even better.

Last night - I got out of work, wanting to see Mark. Showed up at Nate's house, everyone is tripping, and Mark decided to take about 8 shots of Mr. Boston.
Him and vodka don't mix.
He sees that I am pissed, runs after me, and then was trying to convince me to join the party. Didn't even kiss me...

Well, anyways, I was about to leave but Nate wanted to talk. Apparently I don't hide my emotions very well. I just hate seeing him like that.

He ended up passing out on the couch right next to me. I got up, crying and left. Fuck it. I bawled my eyes out the entire 20minute ride home.
I called Nate then, just to relay a message to Mark, but he ended up calling me. After he puked, of course. But he felt bad, he was really sorry, and that he does love me.

He still doesn't want me to be there on his birthday. Just wants to hang out with the guys, get drunk, and go to the strip club. What the fuck? I want to be there for him. And the only reason I didn't have him on my birthday is because he isn't 21 yet.
But I spent all day with him. All day! I won't even see him on his birthday...

I woke up crying today.

All I want to do is see him, and I have to wait till around 8pm. It's 11:30.

This sucks balls...