Sunday, May 13, 2007

Bipolar

He was extremely sweet over lunch. Which was hilarious because I was expecting him to grab my plate and throw it in my face just to keep it going with the recent manic-lunatic shit he pulled yesterday.

*shrug*

I saved the conversations, just in case I forget what kind of asshole he is. I'm not mad. I don't hate him, I just know we really aren't friends.

I really should invest in that body pillow.

4 comments:

monie said...

Amen! I have one. Not only is it really comfortable, it doesn't hurt me, annoy me, or make me question my own sanity...

Problem is, it doesn't hold me back like 'he' did ... Talk about a fucking 'Catch 22'...

*sigh*

Soul said...

honey....
I hope to God that you are taking care of you...
And when someone shows you their bi-polar shit...
RUN.
Seriously. Run.

Pink-satin said...

lol

monie said...

Tori, I have to agree with soul.. RUN... It doesn't get better.