Drag

Boy oh boy tonight is the night of drags! It is the night I got Mark "mom" Finley's 7 digits, it's the night I realized that even when things are going well they can be quite a drag, and my fights witch kevin just fuckin drag on.
Point is he didn't tell me something I think he should have. We fought for a while...a long while and didn't need to. I think he and I expressed some deep, and perhaps long held frustrations but that also may have struck a personal chord.
I don't know what will happen in the future between Kevin and I but I hope we are close forever. I love his spirit and watching his growth...i never want to be away from it. Mike's asleep on my floor and I wouldn't have it any other way. He's my friend and he can be there as long as he's happy. Mark mom finely and I will do breakfast soon and I will love it. The rest is history. I just want to be happy and not worry about shit. I am sure both of us are tired of feeling crappy. I had a great night in the weee hours and realized I connect with someone on a few levels...who knows how things can develop!