I want to jump off of the side of a fucking cliff
I'm so aggravated right now that I can't stand myself. It feels like Gary doesn't care about anything that we do anymore. Maybe I'm just being a whiny bitch, but I dont think so. I dont care for his friends coming up to his house and spending the night, I really dont. And I dont care when he goes to their houses. But when he does these things he should stick to the plans that we've fucking made together the next day. He was supposed to have been here at 3 to get me, but that's not happening. I finally called him after 2 to see what the deal was, and why he hadn't called me yet. And what do I get? He had JUST woken up, and told me that he would be here in a couple of hours to get me because they were playing Xbox. Fuck that. It's not worth it to go to his house at 5 when I have to be home before 10. It just feels like I'm the only one that cares about the days we get to spend together. And that pisses me off even more.
But I'm probably just being psycho again.
Last weekend, when I asked him if I could have a couple of hours to myself before he came up to see me, he got pissed. This was at 11 in the morning, mind you. He got mad. So, I guess to show me a lesson he didn't get to the house until after 5pm.
I know I'm probably being retarded, but I just feel like I'm being put on a back burner sometimes. I know that he does a lot of things for me and all, but when we make plans, we make plans. Period. Unless there was a dire emergency, I would never put off seeing him or cancel our plans. EVER!
I guess that we'll just have to see when he gets here what the hell is going to happen. I'm seriously so pissed off that I dont want to do anything at all anymore. It's not like his friends couldn't have came back to his house later tonight if they wanted to spend time with him. But I feel like I haven't seen or talked to him in fucking days. Which I dont really give a shit about that right now, either.
But I'm probably just being psycho again.
Last weekend, when I asked him if I could have a couple of hours to myself before he came up to see me, he got pissed. This was at 11 in the morning, mind you. He got mad. So, I guess to show me a lesson he didn't get to the house until after 5pm.
I know I'm probably being retarded, but I just feel like I'm being put on a back burner sometimes. I know that he does a lot of things for me and all, but when we make plans, we make plans. Period. Unless there was a dire emergency, I would never put off seeing him or cancel our plans. EVER!
I guess that we'll just have to see when he gets here what the hell is going to happen. I'm seriously so pissed off that I dont want to do anything at all anymore. It's not like his friends couldn't have came back to his house later tonight if they wanted to spend time with him. But I feel like I haven't seen or talked to him in fucking days. Which I dont really give a shit about that right now, either.