fuck that shit

Reed is texting lacie apparently. She sent him a message last night during the super bowl " want to come over after angela leaves?:" What a fucking stalker! He's all "yeah she's really drunk though, I have to put her to bed she's BEING MEAN" (ok i capitalized that on my own) What an ass. He never did this shit to me before. He doesn't love me and I don't love him. My possessive side is just showing immaturity. If he wants to date some 20 year old chick that sucks and is desperate and scandalous, then have at it! I am not going to text, call, or do anything that involves showing me interest.
I don't deserve being blown off like this and just being around when it is convenient. Not even David Cherry talked to me at the bar on saturday. What the fuck. I don't care if I'm being immature. I needed to rant. Things are never gonna change if fI let them go as they've been going.

Seriously
FUCK THAT SHIT

am i falling out of love?

No one knows me like Reed. But, that's boring, right? I had the flu all this week and Reed came over to see me on Wednesday night. He reeked of alcohol and ciggarettes but I didn't care, I just wanted to be held. Everyone else had been avoiding me like the plague. We watched bad TV and i curled up my back against his chest and his left arm held me in a ball. His phone beeped several times as I shamelessly asked "who's that? who's that?" I don't really want to know. It doesn't matter. He was there hanging out with me.

I would ask him stupid questions inbetween challenges on the "Gauntlet." Small talk was fine with me for the night.