| Monday went and seen my grandma in the nursing home, she is just staying there till she gets better. So, maybe another week or so. I stayed up there with her a few hours and helped her around and stuff.
Today was kinda' interesting. Gave Squirt away aka the cat. I cried when I was throwing her stuff out like a little baby. Then went to Brock's and then we went to the mall. On the way some stupid guys in a car were acting well. . .stupid. So, I flipped them off. Which felt good, and then we seen a guy playing basketball in the middle of a intersection. . .which was odd, to say the least. Brock bought me dinner, he said because I have bought him dinner a few times etc. I felt bad for letting him buy me dinner. -.-; Mmmm, cigarettes are good. I'm glad I have Brock around, he's my brother. . .no matter what a blood test would say. I'm real happy I have one good friend, it feels good to know I do. Lately, I've been caring what people think. . .not about me, but what I say. Well, that ended after a few days. Now, I just don't give a fuck again.
To whom it may concern: Yeah, you think I'm putting you down. . .well, I wasn't. Now though I just don't care anymore. A true friend wouldn't do shit like that, yeah I didn't think you were perfect, but I truly thought you were at least a friend, someone who cared about my feelings.. Tell me to fuck off all you want, it doesn't matter anymore. I was a great friend, I always told you, you were pretty and I did mean it. I told you, you would be a great girlfriend to any guy. Well, now I'm just tired of getting the short end of the stick. I know it's better to give than recieve, but in a friendship both give and recieve. So, this means. . .goodbye. - Mood:bitchy
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