Ahh, this is goin to be fun...

[colormebeautful]

Ok, so where to begin. Um, to comment on drama....ha ha. So ok, I have once again fucked up Lindsay and the.... blah blah blah. Ok, I did it. I hurt her. I made her the happiest person in the world and then stripped her of everything she had in one fuckin sweep. I take FULL RESPONSIBILITY AND COMPLETE BLAME for all that. But, however, I don't

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Dear Lord Jesus Mary Mother Joseph.

[strictlylickly]

First of all, I really did think that girl was Stevi. She was not escorted anywhere, she and ole boy left. There was no big scene. There was no dramatic display. They came, they left. The thing was that Mrs. Kathy and Mrs. Mary were about to call security because they saw how utterly busy I was at PIZZA PALACE by MYSELF and how uncomfortable them being there made me. Yes, I do get uncomfortable in situations like that. I can't help it. I didn't know what the HELL was going on! Secondly, I cannot believe that of all things to call me, wishy-washy was one of them. I'm not the one who had no problem breaking up with me, but as soon as it seemed as though I'd found someone else, became desperately hopeless without me. I did not entertain psychotic (you know what i mean) thoughts, I did not drink EVERY FUCKING NIGHT. I just took it. I took it and took it and took it...and it made me fucking crazy. You were the one who wanted me back for all of two days...just long enough for you to fuck me and then...oh...well...i dont know what i want ALL