I'm crying because I had to come HOME to my APARTMENT. The one without Marc. He has Garrett this weekend and I think that I shouldn't stay there when he is there. (I feel like he needs someone to TRY to set a good example--even if I am sleeping there every other night!)
I hated leaving. This isn't my home anymore, his place is.
Right now, I don't care if I have an engagement ring, or a fancy wedding, I just want to be married and be together.
I hate this! I hate it, I hate it, I hate it!
Oh, did I mention that I got home at 10:15 and my engaged roommate is already in bed. I guess you wouldn't want to spend a Saturday night with your fiancee, now would you?
Saturday, May 05, 2007
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