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I have so much shit to think about and to deal with, but yet, there’s only one thing I want to do right now.
I don’t know if I’m over reacting or if it’s just a girl thing but I really feel like I’ve been put second in almost everything with him. He only wants to live with me because Sierra fell through; he spends more money on his bike than he would ever consider spending on me and to top it off he calls his couch baby. I don’t get it. Am I second best or am I overreacting?
I guess last night sparked all of this. He and I haven’t been out together with someone he found attractive since the whole Sierra thing. I guess I figured that I had won and that he realized now that he didn’t need anything more. But when he was said to be “the most fuckable” during a game of Kings Cup, it went to his head. While we were dancing he actually walked away from me to start bumping and grinding with her. He never dances with me. I just don’t understand why he would do that when he knows that’s I would be pissed. His only reaction to me saying I was upset was “I was having a good time and look who I came home with!?” Well I’m sorry but with how drunk he was I’m not sure that he could have come home with anyone else. Who would drive him home in his car to his house, when they barely know him? Besides that, where would I have gone? Chris and Ryan went home hours ago and went to bed, my car was parked at his house, and Erin and Sarah were in Phoenix. It’s not like I had many more options.
Maybe I’m just pissed off because he’s blaming all of this living situation stuff on me. He doesn’t have a place to live because I’m “not on top of things.” But let me ask you, could it not also be his fault because he changed his mind about Sierra so many times? Or maybe, just maybe it would be easier for him to do this on his own if he hadn’t fucked up when he was younger and gotten a felony offense on his record? You be the judge I guess.
I’m not too worried about anything. In the end, I have a place to live. I got “on top of things” months ago and have two places to stay. So kiss my not-on-top-of-things ASS, Aaron!
I don’t know if I’m over reacting or if it’s just a girl thing but I really feel like I’ve been put second in almost everything with him. He only wants to live with me because Sierra fell through; he spends more money on his bike than he would ever consider spending on me and to top it off he calls his couch baby. I don’t get it. Am I second best or am I overreacting?
I guess last night sparked all of this. He and I haven’t been out together with someone he found attractive since the whole Sierra thing. I guess I figured that I had won and that he realized now that he didn’t need anything more. But when he was said to be “the most fuckable” during a game of Kings Cup, it went to his head. While we were dancing he actually walked away from me to start bumping and grinding with her. He never dances with me. I just don’t understand why he would do that when he knows that’s I would be pissed. His only reaction to me saying I was upset was “I was having a good time and look who I came home with!?” Well I’m sorry but with how drunk he was I’m not sure that he could have come home with anyone else. Who would drive him home in his car to his house, when they barely know him? Besides that, where would I have gone? Chris and Ryan went home hours ago and went to bed, my car was parked at his house, and Erin and Sarah were in Phoenix. It’s not like I had many more options.
Maybe I’m just pissed off because he’s blaming all of this living situation stuff on me. He doesn’t have a place to live because I’m “not on top of things.” But let me ask you, could it not also be his fault because he changed his mind about Sierra so many times? Or maybe, just maybe it would be easier for him to do this on his own if he hadn’t fucked up when he was younger and gotten a felony offense on his record? You be the judge I guess.
I’m not too worried about anything. In the end, I have a place to live. I got “on top of things” months ago and have two places to stay. So kiss my not-on-top-of-things ASS, Aaron!