May 23, 2009 05:05
I got some texts from Danny earlier today.
Him: "Is your dad here yet?"
Me: "No, he's coming on Saturday."
Him: "Did you want to come to Adam's? I think we are going to attempt a BBQ."
Me: "I think I'm going to stay at home tonight."
I was thinking, oh he'll call me later tonight and we'll hang out then, make amends, everything will be fine and we'll get some alone time before I have to spend time with my dad. I didn't get one text from him! So he can expect not to hear from me until maybe Monday or Tuesday, whenever my dad leaves. I'm so sick of his bullshit. No, I don't want to hang out with your fucking friends, we hang out with them all the fucking time, and then when we're done, you pass out. Never any alone time! And he just hung out with Adam Wednesday, he's going to be hanging out with Adam all fucking weekend probably, and yet he can't make time to hang out with me before my dad comes. I'm really, really fucking disappointed. I don't know how much more of this I can take. Seriously thinking of breaking it off. Stupid fucking prick. Granted, he probably doesn't want to talk to me because we still haven't made up after what happened the other day, but the ball is in his court as far as that goes. This is typical Danny, instead of facing the issue he'd rather completely ignore it and hope that it just goes away, which to me just screams immaturity. Why the fuck would he think that I would want to go hang out with his friends after what I said to him the other day? What I'm looking for here is ALONE time. I'm tired of being his little tag-along to parties and shit and not getting any attention otherwise.