nothing new to tell and nothing else to say

the end

this is not paranoia. things go bump in the night because soemone fucking bumped them. ahhhh... it used to be i would call him and he would be there before full-fledge panic set in and this time when it happened i was freaking out because i had NOONE to call.

i can't call anyone and in my moment of desparation i was like just call him at 12.40am i'm sure he'd really give a shit about you... yep he hasn't even checked to see how i am in almost a month i'm sure he'd really fucking care. but what it makes me relise is how much i'd relied on him for things like this. i know he'd still be up now.

in anycase i rang B thank gosh the parentals weren't home and he will be here shortly with a full arsenal to attack any would be predators of the night. this being alone just isn't my cup of tea. can't wait for the ladies to return.

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