[Just when....]
So I thought my emo blog was gonna close down. Apparently not.
I blew it. His mom’s always been nice to me. She’s always been quite tolerant. I can’t phone him anymore. I wont phone him anymore. We shouldn’t be talking late on the phone. We shouldn’t be getting into stupid fights right now. But we do. What’s the world going to do to us? Punish us for feeling? His parents came home. She told him to hang up. He asked why. She picked the phone up. Told me he had to go to sleep. I didn’t answer. She said, in a very harsh tone, HELLO! And right after I said yea, she hung up.
I’m never going to his house again. Never getting a ride from his parents again. Never going to see his parents again. Everything inside of me is dead. She hates me now. For giving her son such a hard time. For making his days a little bluer. For making him want to make things better.
I thought things were going smoothly.
