blast

so the other day i run into D at the joe and we havent spoken in months and i was a little drunk so i texted him and we end up deciding to talk. well that ends up at his house and long conversation short, hes wanted me for three years even though i kept hurting him. he cares more than i know and more than he would let me know. he wanted his chance and he wanted an us. lets talk about zero to sixty. im thinking we can leave here and be civil when we see each other in public. so that was a shock. then i worked thursday and friday and took cupcakes for a snack friday night and when i got off around two am i took them over to D (not the same D) Whitt and Wilson. E got mad when he found out even though i saved him one like i said i would. Whitt took my phone and told him to F off and i immediately said that and he told them to go to where he was that i better never let him touch my phone again or else. okay threaten me and die. then he says how dare i let him say that to him when he has been GREAT to me. yeah no text back. not even the next two days. i just let D down and told him i cant bring myself to hurt him again and E calls. what is life. thats just the last seven days of my life. bless my heart.