I was really drunk, and so this guy carried me inside so I could go to bed. I was laying down, and it was pitch dark in the room. He kinda lingered for several seconds after laying me down, and then he asked me, “Do you wanna make out, or something?”
Let’s just say this: We didn’t make out.
yeah… just happened to me lol
A Facebook Status Obama Needs To See Today
News just broke that President Obama is offering to cut Social Security as part of the debt deal they’re working out in Washington right now.1 And reports say he’s stopped pushing to eliminate the Bush tax cuts for millionaires in these negotiations.2
If both these things are true, it’s an absolute outrage. When asked, 75% of MoveOn members said that if a deal like this were to go through, they’d be less likely to donate to or volunteer for President Obama’s re-election campaign.
In high school, I dated this guy for about a year off-and-on. We had a horrible and dramatic relationship. He had a lot of issues (so did I), but I still cared for him. Part of me stayed with him for so long, because I didn’t think anyone could care for me the way he did. I was afraid I would never find someone that was as crazy for me as he was.
Though he was crazy for me— He wanted to marry me when I turned 18, yaddi yaddi yah… He treated me like shit. Even though he was a druggie and a drug dealer, he still had soft spot for me at times. I tried pushing and giving it a try. After getting in trouble with the law, he had two options: Spend more time in Juvi (Juvenile Detention Center) or go move out of the state. I don’t know how it really came down to that, actually. But He ended up moving across the country, and we still stayed together.
By this time, we talked on the phone a bit. I would have never cheated on him—I don’t see the point in cheating, yet, he was very paranoid and controlling. He didn’t like when I would go out. There’s more to it, but I won’t go into details. Anyway, I ended up dumping him. Our relationship was unhealthy, and as far as I was concerned I lost feelings for him.
I tried dumping him, but we still talked for a bit after that. He told me that he was mailing something to me and that it would be delivered at a certain time. Well, there was no mail. The surprise was him—at my doorstep. He walked into my room with a big ‘ol smile, but that quickly disappeared once he felt the tension and didn’t see any happiness or excitement on my face. To make a long story short… We broke up.
He was heartbroken, and I think I saw him awhile after that (maybe once or twice). We caught up, but I started to realize I deserved something different. I hate to say it, but I know I deserve better.
After years of not talking to him, rumor had it that he was in jail facing prison time. I ran into his step-sister, and she even confirmed that it was posted online in an article—Of course I googled his name and found the article. It explained exactly what happened (I won’t get into that), but I will say that his bail is at $750,000! He will be sentenced for at least 13 years and have to serve 85% of that.
After being locked up, he started writing me, and he has sent me quite a few letters. He sends mixed messages. Saying he just wants and needs a friend, and he misses our friendship (might I add that we were friends before we dated). However, he will also say that I’ve always been his true love, and he still loves me. I remember in one letter he told me that if I have boyfriend I should tell him not to worry, and that he has no intentions or anything. Which, how could he date me or anything anyway, right?
Well, I haven’t written him back, but he proceeds to keep sending me letters and stuff. He sends them to my grandma’s house, and she will try and guilt me into writing him.
He’s even told me it hurts that I haven’t written him, and he wishes we could bring our friendship back. I guess it would be different if I weren’t in a relationship… But even when I wasn’t I was still weary about writing him. It sucks I’m getting so much guilt, and I wish he would just take the hint, because it’s making it harder. A part of me thinks he is just desperate to talk to somebody—but why me?
To top it off, his grandma requested me on facebook. I checked out her facebook, because it’s not private and she wrote a note to me on her wall! It was weird though… because my picture is there, but we’re not friends, and I can’t be tagged. Idk I don’t get it.
I feel bad ignoring both of them, but it’s kinda awkward. I hate to say it, but I feel like I have my own problems, and I dumped him for a reason… But a part of me also feels wrong for straight up ignoring them. I don’t know what to do anymore about this whole situation, and I feel like it’s wrong for them to keep being so persistent.
I don’t know what else I have to say about that. Just another ramble/rant.
Hope all is well with y’all.
-Steph
