So on friday we got into this huge fight and he started yelling at me but whenever people choose to yell at me rather than speak to me in a normal tone I just tune them out, so really I don't know what he was bitching about nor do I care. He has been texting me since then asking me will I drop his ipod & shit he left over here off at football practise for him. His football practice is at 5 I have 20 minutes to decide if I actually want to go and do it, but I think I have already made up my mind that I don't want to like screw him he wants to pick fights over little shit he can come get his shit himself no one told him to throw a hissy fit and stomp out my house slammin doors and shit like that. Man I swear some dudes really know how to act like fuckin 4 year olds sometimes.
I don't really give a damn that hes mad at me, I told him that I wasn't trippin over the situation and then he flipped it on me sayin how I should care and how maybe whats important to him is worthless to me. Well maybe it is if he wanna get that mad for nothing.
-on the phone-
Blah whatever I'm not mad at him anymore.
He's coming to get his shit later. :)
Sunday, September 23, 2007
Ugh
and then he said
hello gorgeous ...
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1:39 PM
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