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| quickly before i go to bed! the list of things i want us to do this summer, because i've thought of more than one: - go get some fast-food dinner and see a movie (maybe next week for harry potter) - order a pizza for dinner - take some decent sexy-cute photos of us - more going to the beach - spend some time at the cottage - stay up all night (probably over the computer but that's okay) (: | | |
| http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=My0FyN72Phc fuuuck. that last post about sneaking out and almost getting caught just got worse. it's been what, two weeks since then? right. so peter was over today, like usual, and it had already been a rough day. we were both extremely tired so he got negative, which made me feel bad to the point where i ended up crying in his arms because i just had to (cliche, i know. i love it). but then we were okay again, feeling good. we were planning on going to the movies, but then his dad couldn't pick us up so we decided we were gonna wait until tomorrow. he was planning to call his parents back to let them know, but we had waited a bit and then my family was on the phone. then we heard the doorbell ring, and realized it was his mom talking to my parents. she told them, well technically asked them about the weekend he was here late. obviously, she didn't know my parents weren't here, so that's when it came out. we listened for a while until my mom came down to get us, and that was awkwaaard. his mom was saying stuff about him, like the stuff he's told me and something about how he's still living in their house. she was so much like he has described to me, it's sad. when we came up the stairs, my mom was crying. i mean yes, she cries very easily, but still. and they didn't say anything to me after, because peter stayed here, but i think they're mad. probably more upset that i did that, considering i've never really done anything wrong. i hate feeling like they're not gonna trust me now. at first we were more afraid that peter was gonna get in a lot of trouble, but it doesn't seem like that's gonna happen. he said his mom laughed evilly the whole way home, which is bad enough. i think she did it to get me in trouble just as much as peter, if not more than. especially considering she didn't do anything else to him, when we thought she'd be pissed. she's conniving and manipulative! i guess i don't blame her for doing it, i just hate how she acted afterwards. i really hope things are okay here. 
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| oh god. my parents are out of town so peter came over last night and tonight. last night he snuck out, so he came over later but it was still really fun. tonight he came over much earlier and said he'd be home later; around 1 or 2. of course, he wasn't gonna go home until the morning. but then his mom called just after 1, wondering where he was and not sounding very happy about it. that kinda ruined his mood and he didn't know what to do, but he decided he'd stay because he was probably already in trouble, might as well get the most out of it. we had been watching a movie but decided to try and sleep for a bit. it was only about half an hour after that, 2:15, when his mom called again, very angry. i heard most of it, and she said he was in the most trouble he'd ever been in, i believe. she said his dad was coming to get him, and he tried to say he was leaving right then, we'd fallen asleep, he was just going to leave, but she kept saying his dad was coming, he'd ring the doorbell, then hung up. so we had to get ready and go inside, even though he wasn't sure if someone was actually coming. i was pretty sure someone was, and his dad did show up. he had to leave, and i had to clean up all our crap. i felt bad because he'd stayed, even though he hadn't wanted to leave at all. it's worse because of stuff that's going on with him and his parents, they've basically had enough of him. it was maybe starting to get better but now this has completely ruined it, i'm sure. i'm afraid they're gonna kick him out now, instead of waiting until he's 18. even if it's just for a little while. from stuff we'd talked about after his mom called the first time, i wouldn't be surprised. that's why i'm so worried. it's so stupid, he's not the kind of kid to get kicked out. as he was saying, they got mad because they think he takes them for granted. but if you think about it, they're taking him for granted. they get so upset about things he does or doesn't do, yet he's not out drinking, partying, doing drugs, hooking up (anymore), staying out all night, failing every class (only english)... he's not a bad kid at all. his parents just have some twisted ideals. and they're going to hate me after this. i'm also afraid they won't let him see me anymore. they already didn't approve of me because i'm not christian. then they liked me less because i offered to help him with his new "freedom and responsibility" they've given him. he said tonight they'd only ever pretend to accept me, which kills me. but now... now they're gonna think i'm the worst thing to happen to him. in reality, i'm the best thing that's ever happened to him (his words). they'll never see that. they don't know about the other girls that were in his life, the other things he's done. they know about me because we're actually dating. this is the happiest he's ever been, but they don't see that because he's always grumpy at home - because of them. they think i don't know the real him, when i know him better than anyone. this sounds like an angry "ooh i hate parents they're so unfairrrr" rant, i know. but his parents are actually wrong in their thinking. i feel so incredibly bad for him, and worried about what will happen. they probably took away his mac, which he'll hate. i still don't think tonight was all that unreasonable. of course, he wasn't actually gonna be home when he said, but it wasn't that late when she called all angry. fuck sakes, this is hard. before this happened, it was the best night of my life. still is, minus the drama. i love him so fucking much, this needs to be okay. | | |
| song: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=XdIw6tEjyEg i had a brilliant idea that i need to share. so peter and i have both complained about wanting to be creative but either not having the motivation or time to do anything about it. so this summer, we're going to do a project. we'll each take a picture (or video or something) every day, starting on June 25, and post them to flickr because we both have an account. that way, since we're both doing it hopefully it will keep us more motivated so we don't give up. and we'll be together a lot during the summer, so we can do it together. i know it's not that incredible but i like it, i'm excited for it to happen. i know we'll at least make it to summer; what happens then, who knows, but i have the feeling we can make it last. even if we don't, i plan to keep going with the project. but i'm not thinking about that. this is going to be our summer. | | |
| song: caraphernelia by pierce the veil i don't know what to do anymore... i met up and drove around with andrew tonight. it started with him being pissed, but ended with the most emotional conversation we've ever had. i was in tears for most of it. and i'm so confused now. i don't know what to think. i don't know what's true. i don't know what i'm not seeing. and i don't even know how i really feel. i love you. but i want to be sure i love everything about you, not just the part that loves me too. okay, we talked about it all. it's far to long and difficult to explain, but i think everything is okay. i trust him, i believe him. so i don't care what other people say. i mean, i'm not just gonna say fuck them, i don't care. but i know him, and i know how much he wants this too. he makes me happy, and that's the most important thing to me. but god damn, i hope everything stays okay. <3 | | |
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