asylum_online | Sep. 1st, 2006

okay, i confronted him. i didn't scream and rave like i wanted to. to make a long story short, i stopped at my mother's to give my lil' bro some money so they could buy dinner. aaron was there (he kinda half lives there), and in the hallway i caught him off guard and told him, "oh yeah, i meant to ask you, that night when you guys were all over? (his usual smile disappears) what the hell were you looking for? you woke me up."
he says, "what? i don't remember. was i crawling around?"
my smile disappears, my jaw clenches, and i get the 'fuck you' smirk i get when i know i'm right. i say, "yeah, you were CREEPING AROUND MY ROOM AND I WOKE UP." he kinda shrugs it off and says he doesn't remember and walks away, quickly...

GUILTY ENOUGH FOR ME.

i told the man. he doesn't know where to go from here. neither do i. it's proof enough for me and him, enough to never be in his presence again. but how do i tell others? i tell my sis, she questions him, he comes back at me, she comes at me, it goes back and forth and NOTHING GETS BETTER. i'm definitely going to tell my sis to leave him. i'm going to tell her about the bad things i know, but i don't know about telling her about my situation. gah! this is one big clusterfuck...

on a lighter note, i'm watching the worst, and i mean the WORST possession movie i have ever seen. it's really awfull. i love it.