Stalkers, molesters and psycho boys

Jan 17, 2006 02:25

Ok. So I'm fed up with (insert subject line). Seriously, do people NOT have enough to do that they have to bother me?? First. Justin. The asshole of all assholes. He calls. He posts blogs using my heading on myspace (word for freaking word). Seriously I just want to throw something at him. Something heavy and hard. Get a fucking clue. HINT: Leave me the fuck alone and grow up!!!

Second. Had a "friend" over this weekend. Some guy I was in choir with. Barely know each other. Basically invites himself up this weekend. Whatever. Then, as I'm holding a sleeping bag, I say, "I'm not into sharing my bed." Pretty straight forward, right? Guess not. Cuz he ended up sleeping in my bed. But at that point it's 330am and I'm just like screw it, what could happen? Well, I found out the next morning when I woke up to him caressing my led. I should have said "wtf? stop touching me," but instead I got out of my bed and beelined it for the bathroom. I don't get why when you draw a line guys have to push it and bend it until they hear what they want. I should have told him I was a lesbian. Sometimes I wish I were.

So I'm pretty much over guys right now. I'm so fucking pissed off at the immaturity and insensitiviy and rudeness. I honestly don't want ANY guy to show ANY interest (other than friendship) in me period. And I've surrounded myself with guys that are in relationships, or close enough to it, or gay guys. That's pretty much all I'm accepting as guy friends these days.

Guys say women are the clingy, desperate, needs-a-relationship-to-survive sex; I say its men. They can't take no for an answer. THey hear only what they want and don't really give a fuck how you feel about it and their going to do whatever they want whether or not it effects you. That's like the definition of rape.

I'm just really done with it all. I want my life away from Justin once and for all. I want to be treated with respect, not like something to use and discard once you're done with me. Not like less of a person because I want something different than you. Not stepped on or beaten down because you can. I'd rather be alone, than with someone who didn't respect me.
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