Jealous?

When i met you, the understanding was a female roommate to cook and clean and cover for your parents. The roommate thing didn't pan out cause i cant drink like a fish; thats NOT what the nickname implies. Your parents aren't stupid, they know. You can come out now, you wont find the Christmas presents. Now- you want a girl that NEEDS you, and when you find one, you come to me and bitch cause she's money hungry. Hmm... How can i help? So lets start a game, with all your female friends, we'll tect her to make her jealous. That will show her what she's got, right? I'll keep you posted. Or blogged. Or... whatever.

Back in town...

Matt's back. He posted to say hello, and we should get together sometime. I'm seriously grateful he doesn't know where i live. Not because he's dangerous, but because i have a new bestfriend, one that appriciates me. And yet i know myself. I'll go broke helping him, ruin friendships and family to help him. I can think back and remember good times, and better remember the bad times. I sent a message to Cynthia, and apparently he's been talkin shit down there, too. Kevin and Allen were right. I pity him, because his wife loved him and he messed up. I loved him, and he messed up. Cynthia LOVED LOVED LOVED him, TWICE!!! and he messed up. Some people need to come with permanent warning labels.