What the Hell
Life is confusing. I turned 24 last Friday so I invited some buddies to my house to drink Jose Cuervo 1800 and rock it. The next night I went to a performance and then another party. Sunday, I sat around in my mess after sleeping all day and got together all these forms for Germany. I managed to locate my cell phone without having to clean up the party mess. I need to look around for some other peoples cellphones next. Rather than cleaning though, I'm at the UB library intent to focus on my thesis research for a few hours before I go prepare for class but when checking my e-mail just now I got a message from a certain someone stating
just so you know, I'm checking myself into a mental clinic
thanks again for everything
don't you dare write me back
so now I get to be destructed by that all day. I wonder what I could have done to avoid this bull shit. I don't understand why he's going all crazy. What the hell? I know life is tough but he's is pissing me off. I know it's hard when a relationship ends but it's not the end of the fucking world, especially if you were in a relationship with a mess like me. He's using me as an outlet for his anger with the shitty boring life he created for himself which I never had shit to do with. I don't know if that makes sense or not.
I'm flying to Georgia next weekend to watch Joy marry a french guy. It will be good to see Joy. It's been a while. In fact, I can't remember the last time I was with her. We've managed to keep in touch. [inlink ]robin,60[/inlink ] I'm determined not to bring her down with talk about my X. I'm determined not to bring anyone down. I want to pretend that there is no tomorrow everyday. I want chaos and clown suits along with beer and titty sucks.
just so you know, I'm checking myself into a mental clinic
thanks again for everything
don't you dare write me back
so now I get to be destructed by that all day. I wonder what I could have done to avoid this bull shit. I don't understand why he's going all crazy. What the hell? I know life is tough but he's is pissing me off. I know it's hard when a relationship ends but it's not the end of the fucking world, especially if you were in a relationship with a mess like me. He's using me as an outlet for his anger with the shitty boring life he created for himself which I never had shit to do with. I don't know if that makes sense or not.
I'm flying to Georgia next weekend to watch Joy marry a french guy. It will be good to see Joy. It's been a while. In fact, I can't remember the last time I was with her. We've managed to keep in touch. [inlink ]robin,60[/inlink ] I'm determined not to bring her down with talk about my X. I'm determined not to bring anyone down. I want to pretend that there is no tomorrow everyday. I want chaos and clown suits along with beer and titty sucks.