http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=fmw6bduiRJQ
Instead of counting down the days until my birthday. I'm counting down the days until Tasha calls me (which she will on my birthday). All I'm thinking about is how the conversation is going to go. Awkwardness and bitterness or nostalgia and laughs.
I really miss Tasha. And I don't know if I wish I didn't.
I'm actually getting along with my cousins now. For whatever reason they keep trying to hang out with me. It's actually pretty flattering. And to be honest I do kind of enjoy teaching them things about music and helping them learn to play guitar. Their alright.
I need to call an ex. She loved me and I broke her heart (I didn't love her back). It's not really my fault for not loving her but the way we ended was not very good. She's probably forgotten about it but I don't forget about that sort of thing. If I ever hurt someone... it stays with me forever. Especially if they didn't deserve it.
I'm really lame.
1 comment:
You are not lame.
Happy almost birthday, by the way. Clever choice of song. Are you ready to go get fucked up on Caprisun or whatever nonalcoholic beverage you choose for the big day?
How old are your cousins? It's nice to be looked up to. My cousins are my shadows when they come to visit. They even called me mom for a while when they were living with us a few years ago. It can get annoying when they follow you, but it’s nice to feel like you matter to someone; even if it is family.
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