I'm just writing about whats on my mind.

This is a tribute to the two of the most important men in my life. One is important because I've devoted the past year and my heart to him. The other is important because he's my little brother and he's always there for me.

I guess I'll start with Stephen, since he's on the left. I started dating him last June, August 3rd we decided to be "serious." Just a week shy of our 1 yr anniversary he introduced me to his girlfriend, then proceded to make out with her all night...in front of me. This wouldn't be that big of a deal, but four days earlier he had called me and professed his undying love to me, and told me how much he missed me and how he would never be able to get over me. Granted he was drunk; as usual; but he still said the shit. At this point I've obviously crushed my rule about not talking about dumb guy shit, but this has really affected me in an adverse way. I know everyone that knows me and knows what all I've gone through in the past year is saying "Stop being a dumbass Lisa, he's a loser." I wish I could, and I thought it was bullshit before, but you can't choose who you fall in love with. Anyways - I've been stressing about it ever since Tuesday, against even my better judgement...and when I get stressed out I lose weight - because I can't keep food down. SUCKS.

Okay ladies, this one is single and unnattached, and deserves a beautiful woman. Not that he has problems getting them, I'm just sayin. Darrell...he's a sweetie. He tells me daily what an idiot I am for putting myself through some of the things that I do. When he pays his phone bill, he calls me to check on me. Its a little close to payday though, so he's a little short. He's not really my little brother - obviously, but for all practical purposes he serves in that capacity. He's protective, likes to fight, dance, drink, and drive really fast. He shares the same sentiment as most people that are my friends and thinks that I would be better off writing Stephen out of my life. I'm working on it, but its slow going.

Baby Bear is taking me to the club tonight...hopefully his best buddy isn't gonna be there tonight. I don't know if I can take that scene again.