on wednesday me and tate got in a fight. i was having a hard night. he wanted me to stay the night with him and let him 'take care' of me. i wouldn't. i left and went home to be alone. he tried to call and i wouldn't answer. so he told me he would leave me alone. i cried.
he text me yesterday at work. i called him when i got off at 2 and went over to his house. we had started painting his cabinets in his kitchen on monday. so i went over and we finished them. we did a good job. got into a paint fight. things were better. then i left and went and took a nap. he went back to work.
he called me when he got off at 9 and i went over. we went to the movie iron man. pretty good. we got back to his house at like 12:30. i was tired. i tried to sleep. didn't work. we made out for a few hours. we aren't really very gentle when we make out. it's kinda intense and so a few hours into it we realized that some how my belly button ring had come out and was lost. we couldn't find it anywhere. so we decided to take a road trip. so at 3 in the morning we got in his car and drove over to my place. i ran in and got another ring (so the hole woundn't close up) we then went to 7-11 and got a slurpee. and then back to his place. and fell asleep. he is really good with me. it's like the fist time in quite a while that i have been with a guy that i really felt cared about me and not just my body. but i'm also not the kind of girl that wants someone to be gentle with her in bed. he knows how to handle me.
we are going to lake powell with a bunch of friends on thursday till monday. tate has a house boat down there. should be fun.
8:02 a.m. - May 16, 2008
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