Drama queens

I know I have known to be a mega drama queen in the past, but im really trying to get over that.
I hate how Drama follows Jen and Ash around... Its like a fucking magnet. I tried to call Jen today to talk to her but she has no minutes because she buys ashleys instead of her own. So I called ash... no answer, which i knew would happen, the her and I got into an arguement over text because she likes arguements... basically calling me a home wrecker... WHEN I TOLD JEN TO STICK IT OUT WITH ASHLEY. Jen told me repeatedly she wanted to leave her... and I said, you are married, stick with it and try more.... you havent even been together a year yet, first and second year I heard are the hardest. Just getting used to someone being there constantly. But Ash was basically accusing me of them being really shitty.. and that I was too close to jen at the club, when ash was all up on me and I backed off. WTF.... Jen and I WERE best friends.. and I told Jen I was not interested in her over 20 times. So when her and I hung out at Kats old apartment with Steve and a few other people, she wrote me this letter... basically AGAIN confessing her undieing love for me. I have this letter and I am really glad I didnt throw it away because I am giving it to Ash to prove to her I havent made the moves and I have never EVER tried to break them up. I basically kept them together at a few points because Jen was ready to take off again (thats what she does when it gets rough).
So ash and i decided to meet up after work so I can give it to her, then 40 min before i get out of work, tells me she is going to the fireworks with Jen (which BTW dont start until 9 and I get out of work at 7 and we were meeting at 730...) So thats not gunna happen. She wanted me to go to the beach and I said no. I cant have the car anyway tonight, but if i did I still wouldnt go. It cant always be on HER terms.
I am just so sick of being accused of shit I havent nor would I ever do. I told her I have a girlfriend who I love very much. Ash said, ya well your not married so that can change... I told her to stuff it, as far as I am concerned, I would be happy to wake up next to Rachel every morning for the rest of my life.


Hows that for a fucking wednesday

20....

So... I am 20....
Happy birthday to me... not.
I cant help but think she should be here to see it... my mom that is. But shes not. So I really hate birthdays... I dont think James will text or call me which makes me mad. We will see. He really doesnt give a damn anymore, which is very sad. I am not sure where I went wrong. I guess he thinks im really conceeded. Which I am not. For once, I found someone who I REALLY liked and I thought he'd be happy for me... instead he just got more distant. He has gotten really mean. I dont know. We drifted... i guess best friend forever was a lie.

Happy birthday Alan. Glad your 21. Come see me soon... which you wont read this so I dont know why i even thought to write it. Whatever.

New Favorite Song

Sixx A.M.- Life Is Beautiful

You can’t quit until you try
You can’t live until you die
You can’t learn to tell the truth
Until you learn to lie

You can’t breathe until you choke
You gotta laugh when you’re the joke
There’s nothing like a funeral to make you feel alive

Just open your eyes
Just open your eyes
And see that life is beautiful.
Will you swear on your life,
That no one will cry at my funeral?

I know some things that you don’t
I’ve done things that you won’t
There’s nothing like a trail of blood to find your way back home
I was waiting for my hearse
What came next was so much worse
It took a funeral to make me feel alive

Just open your eyes
Just open your eyes
And see that life is beautiful.
Will you swear on your life,
That no one will cry at my funeral?

Just open your eyes
Just open your eyes
And see that life is beautiful.
Will you swear on your life,
That no one will cry at my funeral?

Just open your eyes
Just open your eyes
And see that life is beautiful.
Will you swear on your life,
That no one will cry at my funeral?

Just open your eyes
Just open your eyes
And see that life is beautiful.
Will you swear on your life,
That no one will cry at my funeral?