theme/personal.
here goes my stupid story.
this isnt really a breakup story, because we were never really official, but yeah. here it goes.
He was my best friend since 5th grade, and his name is Blake.
When we were freshman, things started going on between me and Blake, lots of fooling around, but he was still really awesome and treated me with hella respect.
Welllll.. after a couple years he basically started becomming a bigger asshole than he already sorta was, and started using me like crazy, and really disrespecting me, buut i didnt think much about it until we got into a pretty big fight.
I was sitting in my 5th period choir class, we had a free period, sooo me and a few girlfriends sat around in a huge group and just kinda told personal and weird stories, wellllll, one of my really good friends, joked around about one of the girls stories and implied something about me and blake, well One of the girls in the group, Cristin, asked me which blake it was, and turned out being friends with him too, but i figured I could trust her because me and her had been friends since 3rd grade, so i told her about him and I.
WRONG.
she saw him in between classes, and talked to him and basically told him that i told a bunch of people about mine and his little relationship. which was not the truth, it was like, 4 people.
So i get home from school, and 5 minutes later he's calling and asking me what the fuck i was thinking for telling cristin, who is this HUGE blabber mouth ( which I didnt really know, cuz I didnt hang out with her all that often ) and basically yelled at me. So I yelled back that he needed to stop being so hypocritical, because he told a few of his friends, who even got involved in our relationship, but yet, i wasnt allowed to tell anyone, when it was just as much my relationship as it was his. Well, I had to go, and he kept yelling, so i hung up on him. I felt bad, and called back to apologize for hanging up on him and he told me " let me call you back, I need to do some thinking " and ....I really.. havent talked to him since.
not even a 'hi' in the hallways at school, not a 'congradulations' for graduating, NOTHING.
he never EVER called back.
I mean, i knew the kid for 8 years, one of my best friends, some of my best memories are with him, and he basically threw it all away by not calling me back. jerk.
and at the same time all this happend, i had my sixth hour with him, so it only made things worse to be sitting across the room from him. bleh. I swear i could feel his eyes burning into my fking skull. heh.
that story is like, a HUGE part of my life, and it doesnt get anymore personal then that.. sorry its long. but it is what it is.
this isnt really a breakup story, because we were never really official, but yeah. here it goes.
He was my best friend since 5th grade, and his name is Blake.
When we were freshman, things started going on between me and Blake, lots of fooling around, but he was still really awesome and treated me with hella respect.
Welllll.. after a couple years he basically started becomming a bigger asshole than he already sorta was, and started using me like crazy, and really disrespecting me, buut i didnt think much about it until we got into a pretty big fight.
I was sitting in my 5th period choir class, we had a free period, sooo me and a few girlfriends sat around in a huge group and just kinda told personal and weird stories, wellllll, one of my really good friends, joked around about one of the girls stories and implied something about me and blake, well One of the girls in the group, Cristin, asked me which blake it was, and turned out being friends with him too, but i figured I could trust her because me and her had been friends since 3rd grade, so i told her about him and I.
WRONG.
she saw him in between classes, and talked to him and basically told him that i told a bunch of people about mine and his little relationship. which was not the truth, it was like, 4 people.
So i get home from school, and 5 minutes later he's calling and asking me what the fuck i was thinking for telling cristin, who is this HUGE blabber mouth ( which I didnt really know, cuz I didnt hang out with her all that often ) and basically yelled at me. So I yelled back that he needed to stop being so hypocritical, because he told a few of his friends, who even got involved in our relationship, but yet, i wasnt allowed to tell anyone, when it was just as much my relationship as it was his. Well, I had to go, and he kept yelling, so i hung up on him. I felt bad, and called back to apologize for hanging up on him and he told me " let me call you back, I need to do some thinking " and ....I really.. havent talked to him since.
not even a 'hi' in the hallways at school, not a 'congradulations' for graduating, NOTHING.
he never EVER called back.
I mean, i knew the kid for 8 years, one of my best friends, some of my best memories are with him, and he basically threw it all away by not calling me back. jerk.
and at the same time all this happend, i had my sixth hour with him, so it only made things worse to be sitting across the room from him. bleh. I swear i could feel his eyes burning into my fking skull. heh.
that story is like, a HUGE part of my life, and it doesnt get anymore personal then that.. sorry its long. but it is what it is.