Cast Me Gently Into The Morning For The Night Has Been Unkind

So I thought I'd just start of by saying that this is being written to the background music of my mother singing "I Will Survive" at the top of her lungs.

Anyway, last night was an interesting night. Not like I did anything particularly note-worthy, but interesting nonetheless. I got a couple of messages from my ex and his best friend. Neither was aware that the other was talking to me. But after last night? Neither should exist in the same atmosphere as myself. Let see, what else happened....oh yes, I got told "I love you" twice, by two different people. Neither of them mean anything, unfortunately. I had people coming at me from all angles last night. People I haven't heard from in months, people I talk to every day, my parents; everyone was just on me last night. Too much drama.

I mean seriously, is a simple life too much to ask? Simple relationships apparently are. They never make sense. They never become clear. And they are sure as hell never easy.