i called only to hear the sweet sound of the busy signal. he's always on that doddamn phone. who he is talking to, i never know. "it bet its bri this time." i think. the fact that i love this boy is interesting especially since he has cheated on me so many times before. it sucks. but i suck it up. secretly, i want to catch him in the act just so i can tell him that i hate him and get over him. i need to find someone else. im excited. stoked. i need to get out of her. need to feel free. so i try calling again. the husy signal. i think that mostly half the times i call, the damn phone gives me that signal. i keep telling myself not to be paranoid. especially since he is just as ashammed of what happened as i am. hes my weakness. i know. its true. my friends dont get it. and im starting to think that HE does. which explains why he treats me like shit. but for now. im just thinking about leaving. being gone.