Currently: I'm sitting here bringing some memories back and listening to some Tech N9ne; texting Amber and Sweet Lou, it's sunny outside, cool inside and I have to pee, like bad. Amber and I are discussing the situation about me and Nathan. I guess Josh Emerson told Jake Tauscher that I had sex with Nathan, so Jake told Amber and Jacob. It's all a big mess because no one wants to confess the situation. It's fucking retarded and now I'm supposed to let it go? Fuck that! Lou and I are planning to go out tomorrow night! I'm really pumped about that! I've been madly looking for a job and it's shitty out there! I'm trying to lose weight which is just as maddening and I have no social life at the moment so I've been dying to go out.
Mommy needs a drink.Just got up to pee pee. Feel a lot better now.
So I really wanna call Nathan and talk to him about this whole situation. Then another part of me wants to just say fuck it all together. I mean we both know the truth and that's that. I mean let everyone think whatever the fuck they wanna think. If they wanna believe I fucked Nathan then fuck it. Let them think I'm a damn slut if they want. Joshes opinion doesn't count partly because he's such a fucking tool. And Jake fucked me over in the past, and he ended up having no substance anyway. Boring prick. My dick's bigger then yours. They're both dead to me.
End of rant.

So listening to Tech is bringing back sooo many memories. Not gunna lie, every time I listen to him I become this destructive little cunt. I wanna go back to my blurry days. (Which is why I took a Vic earlier.) It makes me miss all the people I used to party and do drugs with. It reminds me so much of Blair and I miss him beyond extent. It's also reminding me of Trevor for some reason too. I have no idea why, because I don't ever recall listening to Tech together. But I really miss him a lot, like to the point where I wanna talk to him and hang out and hug and kiss him. I mean I go back between him and Chris and I'm surprisingly missing Trevor more. It's so weird. Danny was right, now that I've gotten over Chris, and had a somewhat emotional relationship with Trevor, it will now always be him. I'm latched on. Or..maybe I'm just fucking bored. Since I've been so self destructive lately, maybe subconsciously I wanna get back with Trevor because he had this way of making me feel both beautiful and wanted, and then turn around and make me feel like complete shit. I guess it also has to do with the fact that he was the first guy I fought for since Chris. I miss fighting with him and then fighting for him. Plus, he was damn hot. I don't know, I guess I'll give it a couple days or weeks or whatever..see how I feel then..

Well it's nice out, so I'm thinking about doing some cleaning and taking P dawg for a nice little walk :)
xx Ciao!
Labels: blurry days, diary, sweet boy, sweet boy turned sour, trevor watson