matilda-'s Diaryland Diary ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Michigan boy tries again Stupid people making stupid phone calls. Some people never learn. His voice barely a whisper. Without pause...I click. What did he expect? No email this morning telling me he's sorry and he wants to be friends again. Go away little boy. Be gone. Scat. Take a hike. People like to tell me goodbye. Too many lately. I'll not give this little bastard any more opportunities to bring me down. I was able to go to the funeral yesterday. Tori is a big ol' mess. Who wouldn't be? What I'm getting is that it was alot worse for her growing up than she ever let on. Why now do I care to know? Why did she have to go and change on me and become so fucking nice. She's got a mean streak, yes. And she does some things that make you wonder. But there's something more there too. I don't like seeing her so hurt. Mom asked my cousin to stop by for a visit yesterday. I guess she had things she wanted to talk about with her. The cousin emails me wanting to know what she wants. Do I ever know anything? Hell no. I slept bad last night. I had a dream about people falling out of a rollercoaster I decided not to go on at the last minute. A 20 minute nap. 10:04 - Thursday, May. 16, 2002 ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- |
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