| Current mood: |  depressed |
| Current music: | Epiphany - StainD |
I swear to god, I hate Galen some times. Like today. So he came in town early, about 2, for an eye appointment. He met me and Ashley at Books a Million about 3:15, and after we picked up a book he needed, we walked over to Panera break for lunch with C.J. So we had a nice little lunch, and it ended up being about 5 when we finished. Galen and I were walking back to our cars, Ashley and CJ had left, and Galen was supposed to go with me to get school supplies. So its then, after everyone has left, that he decides he's just gonna go home. WELL. Thats just fucking great. We walked over to my car, because i'm pissed off by then. He was just going to fucking ditch me! Then he starts giving me these bull shit excuses about "i'll spend all of tomorrow night with you." which I doubt would have happened anyway because he would be too busy running around with Aaron and Zaba. AND then he feeds me another load of bull shit about the fact that he 'just remembered' he had to be home before dark so he could cut the grass. So I was really pissed off by then, because he was going to just blow off the plans I had made. Then, to make it worse, he just walked away from me and towards his car. I followed after him and tried to keep him from leaving, but he kept trying to slam his door shut. So then he gives me a guilt trip about "i'll get grounded blahblahblah" and I was just like "Fine." So, incredibly pissed off, I walked back to my car and he just fucking left. Not a fucking word to me. I was so angry I was crying and shaking while I drove home. I called Ashley, and apparently he had called her right after he left because he knew I was pissed off. Well, I told her to tell him that if he called me I would break up with him and that I hated him so much that I could scream. She told him and now he's 'afraid to call me.' She told him later on that he should call me, and he'd have to really make it up to me.
But has he called me? FUCKING NO. it just shows me how much he does care about me.. absolutely none. I hate him. And I'm not going to answer his fucking phone calls, and I'm going to ignore him at the book sale tomorrow. I'm sick of being treated like shit and i'm really fucking sick of crying over him. He breaks my heart every fucking day, and i've had it. i don't know what to do.. but i think i'll just ignore him for a few days and see how that goes..
I just want to die right now. If he had gotten so pissed at me, i would have driven to his fucking house and apologized a million times. But he doesn't care that much about me, so fuck him.
Why do I have to fall in love with him? Why do I have to love him so much that this hurts so bad?
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