when I need you for something other than THAT, you’re suddenly unavailable.

I’m so hurt, I just want to curl up into a ball and not come out for another week or so.

I’m a little disappointed in your girl, Boy.
I thought she’d resist your manly charms for another few years, when y’all would be married.

I guess I can legit sing that JoJo song now. regardless of the lack of home run for you.

mostly cuz I know that when it does happen, I’ll be the one you’re thinking of. which is kind of a bitchy consolation for me. but I am a big fan of bitchy consolations.

I’ve got my pride and she’s got you

till this guy decides to be an asshole and shit

“I’m sorry, I forgot to tell you I was going out”

“rite”

“I am sorry”

“uh-huh”

REALLY BITCH!? TELL ME WHAT THE FUCK IS WRONG

“I’m not saying anything”

yeah. fuck you.

and fuck you Suze Orman miss “your education doesn’t make you”
that statement sends the coldest chill down my spine.

:|

HAHA

this guy…

I had a dream about him last night, where we switched places emotionally and he wanted me to marry him.

and a few weeks back, he had a dream where my parents gave him permission to date me.

strange.

:/

yesterday turned out a lot more fun than I could’ve ever hoped for, and a lot sadder in the end than I had planned.

it was as chill and laid-back as I wanted. though my boys did make sure to voice the fact that it was MY day. I loved that so much, even if I wasn’t expecting it.

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I finally manage to mentally prepare myself for the emotional tornado heading my way from The Boy’s sudden mysterious emotional turmoil involving her and I, and you decide to fuck us both by being down long enough to piss him off. and send him to bed.

this is so fucking UNFAIR. I just want to fucking know what the fuck he’s feeling! he’s hardly ever up-front with me about that shit anymore and when he finally fucking is, something decides to fuck it all up!

and again, I’m breaking down out of complete FRUSTRATION because this is so unfair!

it’s tearing me up not knowing how he’s fucking feeling!

I can’t do this.

he tells me “don’t feel that way. feel normal.”

well wtf is that supposed to mean? how am I supposed to fucking feel normal? we’re not normal. nothing about us is normal.

I used to hang on your every word, because I thought you could do no wrong.

but now, I feel like you’re just like all the others.

all I wanted was an apology. an “I’m sorry” to acknowledge the fact that you made me a promise over a month ago that has yet to be fulfilled.

it was supposed to be done by tonight, but I got no such acknowledgement from your asshole mouth.

I got a plea for sympathy and a “night”.

as if I’m supposed to feel bad for you and your headache, when last night all you could think about was your sleepiness as I told you about how dizzy I was feeling.

it works both ways motherfucker.

fuck you.