Friday, September 3, 2010
Gas, Money, and that little thing call BFFL!
I work at a Citgo gas station and may I say I love my job. Yeah I would rather hang myself then go to work, but it's worth it, Recently my boss has been off the hook with the whole " no money thing" and I'm always worried that i'll never have the money to see my Wife, My Lover, My best friend, my BFFl. :( It's an extremely depressing thought and I don't like it, and she always thinking I don't wanna come out when may I say when I go out there I can A. Sleep because I feel secure and safe other then at my house. At my house I keep thinking someone is going to come in and kill me or my mother. Or MY CAT DX. I hate those thoughts. Any way, she makes me feel normal but at other times i say that she Hates me but I know that's not true. She is one of the only people that helps me get through the hard nights when I talk to her. Sometimes just to feel bad about not texting her or caller her as much as I should, I send her something on her Face book or even a sweet text of hearts so when she gets up, she wakes up with my love surrounding her every though XD Ok, I'm being creepy and I know it. But Yeah. A little less sappiness, I love her and I hope she knows that. I do always wanna come and see her. I wish she would come out here more during the week, just to chill for a few hours. Since she now has a car and all, I guess in time I will get a car and go out there. IN fact OH! Did you all know she started college? God im so proud of her. :) She is growing up. I always thought I would be in college but long behold I'm always broke and working to get some things.
Sooner or later she will leave me behind. Her being all successful and me being the artist friend. But I'm alright with that. :) as long as she is happy, I'm happy.
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