Little Alfie is gracing my evening again. This is the type of song I have to replay at least 3 times – just to make sure.
1988
And I had a feeling that I belonged
Tomorrow, I take Dutchess in to get surgery on her fatty lumps and skin tags because they could be cancerous. This is all too much for me. Some dirty chick is nextdoor with the kids I love or out getting drunk with someone I thought cared about me a little more than she does. I want to go for a run but I am sad to say that I would rather not go out alone without anyone to tell where I am.. and well, right now, that’s where I am. I have no one to tell where I will be for the first time in a few years. I have been yearning for it and even begging for it and here I am – finding myself lonely. I told myself that I would do all these productive things if I had time to myself again, but instead I obsess over what she is doing and with whom.
I’m not getting jealous don’t I like lookin’ like a clown
Thanks to public records and my curious mind, I knew exactly who had a birthday yesterday. Turns out, I’m 10 months older and 5 inches shorter… She cancelled on me twice in a row, I should probably just be used to it by now.
first a friend was coming down to hang out with her, I didn’t take that well. then she had to make ‘her friend’ a birthday cake.. yesterday. I will just keep hoping that he is really just her friend and move on. Maybe I will see her soon.. maybe I won’t. It’s nearly been a month.. but whose counting.
