"Take Care of Yourself"

Wayne, he always tells me that. Every time I tell him what is wrong, everytime I walk away with disappointment written across my face. Just take care of yourself. Because who else will?

"80% of people don't care, the other 20% are happy you have those problems"

Is that really how it is? Cause that is what is has always been. I remember I was nine years old and I told my mom that in reality no one cares about anyone and everyone will always put themselves first. Even when you are putting another person over yourself it is for your own satisfaction. Your own good. Ahh whatever.

The past week has been good. Captain Blacks, coffee and friends. A boy, who I thought was leaving my life in August is here for another half a year. I'm happy. Except for the fact that my mom can't see me with him.

Then there's someone else who makes me feel like things are complete. Makes me smile, he's beautiful. But it's the same case with him. Here it goes again; freedom? What is that?

I hope I see Bailey this weekend. I need a good drink and a good friend.