Last night I had a crazy dream that I drove a boat like the one on the movie Anaconda down the Amazon River and my ex boyfriend that stalks me was there. He acted as if he were my best friend...Ya know what I really hate: when people say they'll call you back and they dont......til 2 fuckin years later. Gosh that pisses me off. Dude did that to me and it was all good til he goes "someone musta stolen your number gurl cuz I sure couldn't find it so Erica gave it to me" .....uh no. Dont think so babe. It's all good that he called me back up but DAMN hello he ain't got a single fuckin right to be all over the idea of me if he aint got the guts to tell me the truth. Fuckin liars. Too many people that supposedly "love me" lie to me. Now I know that's gotta have happened to ya'll...whoever you may be. Kinda bass-akwards if you ask me- oh yeah "I love you so much that I'm gonna lie to your face just so that I won't hurt you" ...........hell no. You don't love me. No one does.....