need to learn what sleeping in means. my ex john called me at 830 this morning. not only was i sleeping, but i was hungover as fuck. i could of murdered him. then when i talked to him later once i woke up, he just laughs at me. i am so pissed at him though, he came up from Florida and spent thanksgiving at his gmoms house in jersey, which is two hours away from me and he didn't even tell me. what an ass. but anyways, we are planning a two weekish vacation. i am so stoked. he is going to come up here for a week, and then i am going to go back down to Florida with him and spend a week there. now hopefully i can get two weeks off for work or at least a week and some odd days.
i am so glad i am still good friends with my ex. everyone thinks it is odd and thinks that i should hate him for some reason. but we went out for almost two years and we use to live together and spent every single day together before i moved back home, so he was a huge part of my life, why would i want to just write him out of it. no thanks, i like having him as a friend. especially since we know each other like the back of our hands, we are always there for one another no matter what. it is nice, y'all should try it.
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