Mar 02, 2006 00:25
If you have a problem with this entry, I don't give a shit.
See, my theory is that there are two Violettes. And the Violette that you all see is happy-go-lucky and cheerful. maybe she doesn't talk about herself very much, but she's great fun to be around and just in general a wonderful person. And maybe every one of you see this Violette.
But the Violette that I am faced with is a complete bitch. The Violette that is presnted to me cares for nothing. it feels no remorse. None of you will beleive me on this. It feels surreal. I remember being close to her and the pure magic and wonder and joy in the things we did together. but the person that gave me those things died. she did not go away for a while, she was not going through a hard time, she out and out died. The thing that faces me now doesn't remember those things at all. It doesn't even wear the necklace I gave it, though that would certainly be an acceptable gesture of goodwill.
You know what? I dislike hating someone, I really, do. It rips me up inside. But I hate the bitch. I have been cheated and hurt. Let us not talk about issues of fair here. and don't anyone dare say I have to keep what she wants in mind. I did that for months and look where it got me. She is punishing me for involving myself with her. To me, she is a viper and a scorpion, even though she has a beautiful face and looks very sexy.
I want to fuck her.
There are things in my life that I literally cannot do as a result of the way I have been treated.
Now, I don't doubt that violette still has her good parts. that other people see. I never wished her ill. I never wanted her to hurt. and I hope that she is happy and all of that. but honestly, after what she did to me today, I don't give a flying fuck.
I am in no way to blame. if anyone leaves a comment playing off of my insecurites with with this issue, I will flame them. Oh, and Violette, Noelia, Christine, and Pauli: your numbers and screen names are all blocked. This is for my protection. I do not want to get attacked. Violette wanted me to hate her and to go away. she will get at least one of her wishes. maybe both. but if I hate too much, then I might not be too pleasant to be around.
this is shit, you know? this is surreal. it did not have to be this way, but now it does. She will be hard pressed to ever make it up to me. but it is not like she would ever want to. I did not deserve this. this is in no way my fault.
if anyone tells me I cared too much, I will punch you.