Monday, August 15, 2011

I have nothing to say. I don't even want to talk about it right now. Don't even mention it to my face. I wasn't going to blog but then i thought well maybe you guys wanna knowwhy I am in jail right now. But it's quite obvious. I did something illegal and got caught. I guess I put no effort in trying not to get caught. Whats the use right? It's not like I need to work anymore. I don't havea damn fuckin family to feed anymore so who the fuck cares where I am. I sure as hell don't. I'm thinking of moving back to NYC. Nothin for me in Tulsa no more.

Wednesday, April 27, 2011

You are a crazy ass mother fucker

A lot of shit has happened. Including Blazes first birthday. It was so weird, knowing he is already one. The party was awesome and of course mostly everyone got wasted.
And a couple days later everyone came over to our house and we watched the hockey game. Boston vs. Montreal. Game 7. It went into over time so everyone was flipping shit. Mostly me and Angela were yellin at eachother and the tv. Then it happened. Boston scored. I was out of my seat at them time and i just fell into the couch. Shit. I knew what was coming.
At that moment in time I was in the red zone. I so wanted to kick her ass. But i tried to restrain myself, knowing she is a girl and super weak. But she just kept goin on. So i grabbed her and practically ran up the stairs outside and dropped her in the garbage can. I just laughed at her and she was screaming. No one else came out to help her so I went back inside and sat on the couch with everyone else. Most of us were sad that the bruins won, but oh well, its not like they will win the stanley cup. So iwas just eating some chips, drinkin some beer, and talking to Soda and Steve when liquid got poured on my head. I froze. Then turned around to see Angela all gross and smelly from the garbage, holding a empty beer can.
"You mother fucker wasting my beer!!" i shouted then jumped off the back of the couch and she ran away. i caught her and dumped the rest of my beer on her head. Thats better than breaking her neck :)

Wednesday, March 30, 2011

new job

I was playing with Carter and Blaze in the living room when the doorbell rang. It was this guy and he asked who built our house. I said I did and he said he loved my work and was wondering if I wanted a job. So now I am framing houses during the day and being a bouncer at night. I will be bringing in lots of money but I won't be able to spend as much time with everyone. Haha I will quit one of them soon :p

By the way Blazes birthdays coming up. We are for sure gonna party it up, don't know the exact plan yet, but we will keep you posted.

Wednesday, March 2, 2011


Right when your life is going good and everything is going exactly how you wanted. Shit happens. Every fucking time. Then you are all ooh it can only get better. But we should know better. When shit happens. It will just get worse and worse.
Well at least I have filled in the puzzle pieces. I now know why Mia just desided to contact me now. I thought it was just because she felt like ruining my life. No. I didn't quite have it right.

Today I got a phone call. From the police station. I didn't understand why they would be calling me. But I answered. They told me Mia commited suicide. I didn't know what to say so I didn't say anything at first. But they told me she wrote a note. Everythin was explained.
The reason she finally contacted me after all those years was because she just broke up with her boyfriend and had nothing. She was working but spent it all on drugs. She knew she couldn't take care of Carter and she didn't no anyone she trusted him with, not even her parents. So aperntly she contacted me so Carter would for sure have someone when she died. And when she found out I had a wife and kid she thought it was perfect and she knew it was her time to go. I thought it was because she wanted my money. But that wasn't the case at all.
So tomorow I have to pick up Carter. Blair won't talk to me about the subject so I'm guessing he's not allowed in my house. I don't know what the fuck to do.

Monday, February 14, 2011

Valentines Day

I came home from shift at work at 3am. All day (night) i was planning valentines day. In the morning after Blair kissed me good morning and layed Blaze in bed beside me."Happy Valentines day" I smiled."Happy valentines day babe" she kissed me again. She had to go to Sylvia's so I had to babysit Blaze... on 5 hours of sleep. I prayed hed sleep a bit longer beside me so I didn't move and after a while either did he so I fell back to sleep. But after about 20min he was jumping on me so I got up. I took him to the store with me. We picked up some flowers and and stuff. I let him pick out what he wanted to get his mom, but he just tried to grab everything, and at one point he had some rose petals in his mouth...We went back home and I put the the roses and chocolate on the table with a card. Then we went outside and played with Shr!mp and Java. Finally Blair got back home so we went back in. She had already read the card. "I love u too baby" she said. I hugged her. I then reached in my pocket and grabbed a diamond necklace and put it on her.
The rest of the day we just hung out and Blaze took his first few steps by himself. It was pretty kool.Then at supper I cooked us up some steaks and patatoes. I didn't let Blair help me :p Damn, I must say that was a fucking delisious meal haha must I hope Blair doesn't notice, I don't want her to make me cook all the time because of that :pAfter we cleaned up, bathed Blaze and put him to bed, we had some nice Valentines day... Cuddling. Ya. We will just call it cuddling... ;p

Sunday, February 6, 2011

im defintly fucked

I walked into the hospital... so many bad memories, like when Blair and Blaze were in a car accident and Dimitri getting hit... If this kid ends up being mine, there might not be a "Dally and Blair" again... I sat down in the wating room. Mia and Carter should be here soon.
"Hello Dallas"
I looked up and saw a girl I recognised. "Wow it's been a while"
"Yeah over three years..." she said. I looked down and saw a little boy. Wow he looks a lot like Blaze.
"This is Carter?" I asked.
"yeah..." Just then my uncle Dr. Winston called me into this little room.
"Another kid Dallas?" he asked.
"I hope not. I hope to fucking god not."
He took some blood tests and I went back to sit outside the room and wait. Mia was there.
"So I don't know if I want to tell him that your his father..."
"I might not be!"
"Dallas... When I found out I was pregnant you were the only guy i slept with within 4 months of that. There's a really really really big possibility tha he is yours. But I don't know if I can tell him your his dad. He hasn't had a dad in hislife ever. But I need the money"
"Well I have a family to take care of and hardly any extra money to give man. I dunno what to say but I don't think I can help you. And I don't even think my wife wants to."
Just then a nurse came over with Carter. I just sat there quiet for which seemed like forever and finally Jelly's dad came out.
"He's your son" I new this could have been a possibility but it still hit me hard. This was going to ruin everything.
"Fuck" was all i could say and I walked out of the hospital and went home to some how tell Blair..

Thursday, January 27, 2011

I'm so fucked

I came home from work, Blaze was already sleeping, and walked into the kitchen were Blair was.
"hey babe" i went to go kiss her and she turned around and walked towards the fridge, opening it. "whats wrong?" she closed the fridge, didnt even get anything. i could tell she was pissed. She was hardly looking at me but then i got a death glare."baby whats up?"
"Are you cheating on me Dallas?"
"you fucking liar!"
"what the fuck? I never cheated on you!"
"I'm not an idiot, next time dont give the slut ur phone number"
"What the fuck are you talking about? I didnt give any slut my phone number!"
"I was fuckin talking to her. She called this morning looking for you."
"Just the fuck out"
"im not gonna leave til u tell me what the fuck is going on! i have no clue who the fuck this slut is ur talking about!"
"Im talking about that fucking chick Mia you knocked up!"
"what?! I havent slept with a difernt girl in like 5 or something months!"
"tell that to the whore who called here"
"are you sure it was the right number?"
"go to hell"
"baby i wouldnt cheat on u. i promised! im serious i have no idea who the hell this is"
"Why don't you give me a call when you figure it out, now get out"
What the fuck! I didnt even know what do to so i slammed the door and left. I went to Kits, Two-bits, and Jelly's place. I took there phonebook and sat on the couch, i didnt hear/listen to anything they were saying I was gonna find this out. It took me a million calls to find her.
"Hey is Mia there?"
"Hey its Dallas"
"I was looking for you"
"What the hell is going on? You told my wife I knocked you up and she thinks im cheating on her! what the hell!"
"That was your wife? Wow, I didnt think you would ever get married.."
"Can you just tell me why the fuck you called"
"I need child support"
"What the hell are you talking about?"
"like i need money from the father of my child."
"what child?"
"Your child"
".... care to explain?"
"When we hooked up three years ago..."
"yeah.. i didnt think you would have wanted to know about it, but now i really need the money"
"And you think I have money to give you?"
"I'm not asking for that much"
"what is this kids name?"
"Carter, Carter Ryan Jones"
"And hes three?"
"okay.." fuck i could hardly think. "Ill call you back in a couple days.. i have to talk to my wife"