It's a small freakin world!

I went out for a walk and my worst nightmare appears. Not a flyboy, no couldn't have been that simple. Not even and Eraser! Nope it was my ex...

GRRRRRRRRR....I hate the freakin SOB HATE HIM! How is it that I can move around from place to place and yet STILL RUN INTO HIM! He's a freakin normal @$$ of a human being!

We just kinda stood there and then he DARED to even TALK to me. How dare he think that he can just waltz up to me and start a happy go lucky conversation with me after all the crap that happened. Honestly! The NERVE!!! He even had the balls to talk about our relationship. I told him about Sonar and he wouldn't listen to me. He kept saying that "it wasn't over" and all that crap. GOD! I don't know how he found out where I was but I have to go find another safe place to spend the night because I certainly do NOT trust him. Stupid pain in the BUTT.

Now, I am even MORE fidgety and ANGRY on top of it all.

I LOVE SONAR...SONAR I TELL YOU SONAR!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

AHHHHHHHHHHHH! *deep breath....charmatic zen....calmmmmmm*
*shiver*
Like I don't have enough going on right now......

Echo