okay, so tonight was one of the WORST nights in my life. i know i always exaggerate about that, but no, tonight…over the top. ben ramic, god. he showed up at my house, picked me up in his moms car. i was drinking some rum, trying to get drunk or atleast tipsy, anything to make my night better. didn’t work.
so, he picks me up and we sit there in silence. i see his wrist, without my bracelets that i gave him not even two weeks after we started dating. wow. then, i see not only is he married to a girl that told me, three days ago, to die in a hole on his twitter account, but he’s texting her when he’s WITH ME? no, lol, not cool at all bro. then, he’s going to try hugging on me? after i told him why i wasn’t letting him. no. no to that too. after he gives up, he says he’s going to take me home. okay, so i was mad, but it doesn’t mean i want to leave just yet. i had to calm down.. i get in the car, then think to myself “i’m not going to let him win” so i tell him i’m going to walk home. i literally run away from him. and walk…fast. my legs hurt so much. he gets his moms car, and chases me in it. then drives ahead of me, and gets out. i told him i’d scream if he tried to touch me. and he followed me some more, told me he was going to call my dad or sister if i didn’t get in the car. LOL. my response… “if you do that, nobody will ever fucking see me again.” so he gave up, and went home. i walked 3.5 miles in 35 minutes. omg.
so that’s my drama for tonight. rough rough rough..
-tayluuuurrrr
