Two eighties bands, awesome mash up. Anyway.
So, last night, I got high. On accident. See, I was sick, so I took a bunch of ibuprofen, sort of hoping it would make me feel better. It did, just not the way I planned. And in my altered state, I took some more. I don't know just how many I took, but it was a bunch. I don't really remember anything after that, except talking to Nick, and I don't remember anything I said. He said I was really mushy about Aaron and that I giggled a lot...
This afternoon, talking to Austin, I ended up crying, because I was talking about why I can't tell Aaron, because of how scared I am of losing him, and I actually cried, and I think that scared Austin, because I don't cry on the phone. Like, ever. But I did.
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