Things finally got a little bit out of line, out of control, or just out of place… however you want to call it (sigh) it’s been soo long since I felt this way.
I remember when I started writing on this blog was because it was the only way I could get things of my chest before they drove me crazy. After that (when I stopped doing it) my friends “circle” grew and I found other ways of getting frustrations out etc.
Well now I am at the point when I feel like I cannot tell anyone anything without being worry that they are going to stabbed me on the back! Talking about being paranoid, wassup with that!?
Then I start having nightmares about demons following me trying to get me and it only goes back to one thing… I gotta effing stop thinking too much about it… I trusted someone, got to love him, thought he was my friend, back stabbed me (real bad), I caught him, and he goes like nothing in the world happen…
What would you do in this situation? Am I just making a big deal out of nothing? Am I being a drama queen?? What the F!? not even a sorry… woah… nice…
Sigh…
Rolo, out!
