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what a great fucking life i have.
everyone that knows me- really knows me- is aware that sometimes i am really calm, laid back, tired, chill, boring- whatever you want to call it. thats just me. its how i am, its how i will be until i die.
but when i am in a good mood i can be pretty loud and annoying and even weird- again, thats just me.
you can make fun of me all you want. call me boring one day and annoying the next- i don't care.
but if you are like that, passing judgement on me and thinking you are better than me all the time then don't expect any kind of respect from me. don't think i am going to pay you a compliment or help you in any way.
do unto others as you shall them do unto you.
golden rule. live by it. karma's a bitch people.
moving on...
i know that josh and i have been broken up for a while now, and i couldn't be happier because i hate that asshole... but the bottom line is that we did at one point have a good relationship (or what seemed like a good relationship) and that is not something i can get over in a day. what we had was not love- or even close to it- but it was the most serious emotion that i have ever felt for someone i was dating. i know now that everything we had was a lie. our relationship started because he played himself off as a nice guy, i was naive and he was getting over a petite asian girl - not a good start. what i thought was wonderful though only turned out to be a waste of 5 months. i would give almost anything to just be over him. to never see that group of girls again. to kick him in the balls one good time to remind him that he can't keep getting away with lying to everyone in his life. so here i am- regretting an entire summer, hating him and his lying cheating friends, and still not over the worst guy i have ever met.
what brought this on? well i ran across some pictures online and some journal entries of someone... regardless the point is this...
i hate dishonest peoeple. i hate living with regret. i hate still thinking about this. i hate the fact that everytime i turn around there is someone he knows, a girl he fucked, a place where we hung out.
the first real emotion i ever felt was grounded in lies and deceit.
so when you bring it up, when you say i should feel sorry for him, when you suggest that i be nice and befriend those girls, when you think for a second that i owe him a call on his birthday or a card dropped in his mailbox- you are wrong. he is wrong.
let me deal with this on my own.
relationships are weird. boys are weird.
the last two relationships i was in- robby and josh - were, well completely different because robby was at least an honest and nice guy- but bottom line they didn't work out.
so i have a crush on someone but i think i'm going to date girls from now on. ;)
ummm... yea.... q and not u = awesome.
everyone that knows me- really knows me- is aware that sometimes i am really calm, laid back, tired, chill, boring- whatever you want to call it. thats just me. its how i am, its how i will be until i die.
but when i am in a good mood i can be pretty loud and annoying and even weird- again, thats just me.
you can make fun of me all you want. call me boring one day and annoying the next- i don't care.
but if you are like that, passing judgement on me and thinking you are better than me all the time then don't expect any kind of respect from me. don't think i am going to pay you a compliment or help you in any way.
do unto others as you shall them do unto you.
golden rule. live by it. karma's a bitch people.
moving on...
i know that josh and i have been broken up for a while now, and i couldn't be happier because i hate that asshole... but the bottom line is that we did at one point have a good relationship (or what seemed like a good relationship) and that is not something i can get over in a day. what we had was not love- or even close to it- but it was the most serious emotion that i have ever felt for someone i was dating. i know now that everything we had was a lie. our relationship started because he played himself off as a nice guy, i was naive and he was getting over a petite asian girl - not a good start. what i thought was wonderful though only turned out to be a waste of 5 months. i would give almost anything to just be over him. to never see that group of girls again. to kick him in the balls one good time to remind him that he can't keep getting away with lying to everyone in his life. so here i am- regretting an entire summer, hating him and his lying cheating friends, and still not over the worst guy i have ever met.
what brought this on? well i ran across some pictures online and some journal entries of someone... regardless the point is this...
i hate dishonest peoeple. i hate living with regret. i hate still thinking about this. i hate the fact that everytime i turn around there is someone he knows, a girl he fucked, a place where we hung out.
the first real emotion i ever felt was grounded in lies and deceit.
so when you bring it up, when you say i should feel sorry for him, when you suggest that i be nice and befriend those girls, when you think for a second that i owe him a call on his birthday or a card dropped in his mailbox- you are wrong. he is wrong.
let me deal with this on my own.
relationships are weird. boys are weird.
the last two relationships i was in- robby and josh - were, well completely different because robby was at least an honest and nice guy- but bottom line they didn't work out.
so i have a crush on someone but i think i'm going to date girls from now on. ;)
ummm... yea.... q and not u = awesome.