|Current music:||Cauterize "My Everything"|
I STILL MISS YOU, I STILL CARE, SOMETIMES I SWARE YOUR STILL HERE.
Friday I rode to Kyle's house and it wasnt really that rainy. I knocked on the door and no one answered, but I swore I heard a cough. After sitting there 20 minutes, a cop came by and started talking to me. He started asking me about Kyle and the shit that he does, which was very suspicious. He said he'd come back and check on me. I sat there for about an hour before he came back and he told me to come up to the car. He tried to call my house, but no one would pick up thankfully. He took me home and my dad had to sign for me or some shit and my dad said I have til my birthday to find somewhere else to live. The whole rest of the weekend I basicly sat in.
I haven't talked to Kyle for about 5 days now. I talked to his mom on Saturday and she said he just wasn't picking up the phone for anyone except for her. He's been sick and hes been in bed for days. I dont know if hes going through some depression or whatever, but as far as Im concerned, he's just plain ignoring me so I called him and left a voicemail saying that we're basicly broken up because I can't deal with this getting together one week and breaking up the next. It's either you care or you don't and apparently he doesn't. I can't keep giving in to him either. I admit I love him, but I can't play games anymore. Im independent and I dont need a guy around to make me happy, at least thats what I should be. I want him around because he does make me happy and I want him in my life, but I deal with someone like this. Lately, it just seems that he isn't boyfriend material. Maybe a guy that you call once and a while for a good time, but hes not reliable with sticking around. I'm not going to worry about this right now. When I get things settled with my job, my gynocologist and everything else, I'll worry about it.
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