April 2011
He’s risking me getting married and losing me forever just to possibly get me back one day.
Sometimes I wish he would just fight for me.
But it’s too late now.
I just want to be loved again.
And I’m falling for someone else.
Last night: Made a bet with the boy over who could get the most tips in 4 hours, I won, by a lot. Worked my ass off for people that don’t give a shit. Had the worst back pain ever. Got out of work an hour and a half later than we should have. Went to my twin’s. Gave her monies. Went to the boy’s after he had to help me parallel park on his street. Passed out with him on the bed....
The other night: Worked, made $20 in tips, grabbed the twin and went to the bar, got introduced to “Lawrence” and talked to him about ghosts, drank my drink too fast, apologized over the phone to the boy for being a manic bitch, Matt my favorite buddy showed up, dumped water all over myself, the boy showed up, smoked a cigar, sat in a wet chair, gave up about having dry pants for the...
