Who do you need?
I've been at Chelsea's till the fourth. And then her mother kicked her out because she was hanging out with Deanna, so she stayed at my house. My fourth was just dumb. At first it wasn't. But then it slowly just grew into drama. And I mean I was just chillin' and watching it all happen. Between Courtney and Paul, Deanna freaking out, the Chelsea and Bianca fighting thing, there was not much I could do to just top off the night with more drama. So the whole day I was basically quiet and just observed. I like doing that sometimes. And other times I hate it. Especially when I start to observe you.
Another thing. I hate liars. I hate them. I hate people running their mouth about my sex life too. And she says it's because she's an asshole. I'm sure she can help herself. God, I was so fucking hurt by all of that. Because it made me out to seem like I'm some massive slut. Which, I'm not. I trusted her with all I had, and then BAM. It's all gone. But it doesn't matter. I'm only going to grow and get better from this. I know that. I know I'll do just fine.
Sarrah and me. Myself and Sarrah. I just don't know. I'm definately not ready. At all. I need to step back and relax for a little while. I don't exactly know what I want. Heh, DO I EVERRR?
