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11:01 a.m. - 2006-02-13 But I made one week. It was a very close thing. I almost went to the Moose after two days of solitude due to watching the girls and the snow storm. I was all dug out and ready to go but I didn't. Thank You God because it wasn't me. I think it's a good idea to stay away from the Moose for another week. I'm not as strong as I'd like to be although I am enjoying the benefits of sobriety.. My BF sucks. He didn't see me over bullshit reasons. This is too hard and I'm letting it go. He can see me when he feels it but he doesn't feel it lately. Fuck him. He knows I'm mad too. First it's all "Lets not buy expensive for each other for Valentines Day" then it's I'll take you to Café Strega because he's feeling guilty because he's not seeing me last weekend or this Valentines Day. He's not what I need. His first instinct isn't to protect and help me, it's to help himself and protect his Mustang. Fuck that fuckwad car. Go sit some bimbo that will judge you by it and dump you when you don't have it anymore in it. It's all an excuse anyways. You knew that you had no problem parking at my house because I move and let you have my spot. I'm glad I finally said, "Well get a shovel honey!" and didn't say park in the only plowed spot .. mine. You nit wit. God I'm glad I can have justified anger without someone (or me) thinking I'm over reacting because I'm drunk or hung over or what ever. He sucks and I'm sober. He was too afraid to even call this morning. Fuck him and his fragility. What a wussy girl. I can take more than he can .. what a jerk . I don't respect your evasive ways. Be a man you wussy girly girl jerk and say what you mean. He's got the body of a very manly man and the mind of my girlfriend. Maybe they're right and he's gay.
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