The death of a friendship! In text messages :)))
Text message conversation: 10/24/2009~11/02/2009
Adam: I will be by tomorrow around 6 to get my stuff.
Adam: Jason, drama is created by two people not one. Does six tomorrow work for you?
Me: Yes.
Adam: I wasn't even close to being mad at you until you chose to post shit on Facebook. Real nice.
Me: I'm done arguing. Drop it.
Adam: I was never arguing. Now I'm just fed up.
Adam: Really Jason? How many potshots are you gonna take at me on Facebook? Do you see the immaturity in that? You are blowing shit out of proportion. I wasn't aware that you were afraid of discussions.
Me: What is there to discuss? Posting things on Facebook is how I'm choosing to deal with this stress. Notice I'm not calling you out personally. Sorry if it hurts your feelings.
Adam: Whatever.
Me: See now that response right there is totally worthy of someone at mature as you. I'm glad I have you around to point out my immaturity.
Adam: Don't even start to preach. I typed 'whatever' because I have nothing to say to the bullshit that is erupting from your mouth. Posting things on Facebook? And that is NOT supposed to hurt? It doesn't matter that you aren't calling me out. We don't even have any mutual friends!
Adam: I'm done. Good night.
Me: This whole thing started because of your own problems that I clearly have nothing to do with. You're upset because we went to Easy Street? And you didn't want to go? You didn't have to go. You're upset that we never hang out because when we do hang out it's not your own personal definition of hanging out? Do you even see the bullshit in that? What topped it off for me is when you tried to make me feel guilty for being busy and trying to have my own life. I'm sorry my world doesn't revolve around you and trying to please you. I do things with you and interact with you as I would any of my other friends and clearly I need to like go the extra mile to please you. Fuck that shit. Take a better look at your own ridiculous expectations before you accuse me of being a bad friend for not meeting them.
Adam: You really have difficulty in seeing the big picture, don't you. You used me as your social crutch. And then as soon as you found something to fill your schedule, I got thrown under the bus. And now 'hanging out' is driving you to dinner, finding a CD for you, and watching you do homework. Think about it, almighty one.
Me: We already went over this. If you wanted to hang out you were welcome to but you didn't want to because it was boring, yet you didn't come up with any alternatives. And from what you just said clearly you want my world to revolve around you. I did not throw you under the bus. When you ask, am I not willing to make plans with you? The only difference is I have less free time and more obligations, and yes, I am trying to forge my own circle of friends. I've had my own fair share of getting thrown under the bus and being subject to the bitchyness of your friends circle and I've had enough.
Adam: Why do I have to always come up with alternatives? I do not want the world to revolve around me. You are being absolutely ridiculous. Have fun with your circle. They'll be great til they go back to Japan. Peace.
Me: Oh my god, more of this shit! You are so full of insecurities it's impossible for you to be friends with someone without latching onto them for dear life. All I wanted was a simple fucking friendship without all this shit thrown in but you can't go two days without acting all butthurt over some shit that I didn't do for you that I wouldn't even do for my best fucking friend. You see what people mean when they call you dramatic?? No, not dramatic, needy is the word I'm looking for. And to be honest I got tired of it a long fucking time ago.
Adam: Ditto.
(The next day)
Adam: If you want a truce, I'm willing to work it out.
Adam: Let me know when you're home and I'll come get my shit.
Adam: You home?
Me: Home.
Adam: Too late...
Adam: What's the situation, duder?
Me: Waiting for you to come pick up your shit.
Adam: Not tonight.
Adam: Pick a Beatles song: "We Can Work It Out" or "Let It Be"
Adam: I'm sorry if I have hurt you. I never intended to fight with you.
Me: Right dude. I was more annoyed than hurt by any of this. Tired of everything being a huge issue. I told you that before. That is all.
Adam: It wasn't a huge issue though... I was not trying to make it into one. You extrapolated it into one and then we both fed off of it.
Me: No more! Please for fuck's sake. I'm tired of this shit. And you clearly can't get enough of it. Get your shit and then leave me alone.
Adam: Wow. You take everything as 'drama'. I'll get it tomorrow.
Adam: Talk to me on AIM for 5 minutes and then block me after.
(Talk talk talk...nothing resolved)
Adam: If it makes any difference, I'm very sorry that I said most of what I said. I have said my piece, the ball is in your court. You still remain one of my favorite people.
(Next day)
Adam: 5:45 work?
Me: No. I'll let you know.
Adam: K well I'll be busy rest of day prob. I don't want to argue about anything. My stress has shot through the roof today.
(Next day)
Adam: Home?
Adam: Home now?
(November 2, 2009)
Adam: Let me know when works for you. I am leaving Seattle so you won't have to worry about running into me. Go, you.
Let me just say, this is a stunning victory for me, as I simply don't give a shit, I'm relieved that I don't have to spend any more time with this whiny crybaby, and I'm even more relieved that he's apparently "leaving" Seattle! Although he's been talking about leaving for the past three months now and it could just be another ploy to inspire pity or sympathy in me. Unfortunately for him, it hasn't worked. Enjoy Denver, bitch!
Adam: I will be by tomorrow around 6 to get my stuff.
Adam: Jason, drama is created by two people not one. Does six tomorrow work for you?
Me: Yes.
Adam: I wasn't even close to being mad at you until you chose to post shit on Facebook. Real nice.
Me: I'm done arguing. Drop it.
Adam: I was never arguing. Now I'm just fed up.
Adam: Really Jason? How many potshots are you gonna take at me on Facebook? Do you see the immaturity in that? You are blowing shit out of proportion. I wasn't aware that you were afraid of discussions.
Me: What is there to discuss? Posting things on Facebook is how I'm choosing to deal with this stress. Notice I'm not calling you out personally. Sorry if it hurts your feelings.
Adam: Whatever.
Me: See now that response right there is totally worthy of someone at mature as you. I'm glad I have you around to point out my immaturity.
Adam: Don't even start to preach. I typed 'whatever' because I have nothing to say to the bullshit that is erupting from your mouth. Posting things on Facebook? And that is NOT supposed to hurt? It doesn't matter that you aren't calling me out. We don't even have any mutual friends!
Adam: I'm done. Good night.
Me: This whole thing started because of your own problems that I clearly have nothing to do with. You're upset because we went to Easy Street? And you didn't want to go? You didn't have to go. You're upset that we never hang out because when we do hang out it's not your own personal definition of hanging out? Do you even see the bullshit in that? What topped it off for me is when you tried to make me feel guilty for being busy and trying to have my own life. I'm sorry my world doesn't revolve around you and trying to please you. I do things with you and interact with you as I would any of my other friends and clearly I need to like go the extra mile to please you. Fuck that shit. Take a better look at your own ridiculous expectations before you accuse me of being a bad friend for not meeting them.
Adam: You really have difficulty in seeing the big picture, don't you. You used me as your social crutch. And then as soon as you found something to fill your schedule, I got thrown under the bus. And now 'hanging out' is driving you to dinner, finding a CD for you, and watching you do homework. Think about it, almighty one.
Me: We already went over this. If you wanted to hang out you were welcome to but you didn't want to because it was boring, yet you didn't come up with any alternatives. And from what you just said clearly you want my world to revolve around you. I did not throw you under the bus. When you ask, am I not willing to make plans with you? The only difference is I have less free time and more obligations, and yes, I am trying to forge my own circle of friends. I've had my own fair share of getting thrown under the bus and being subject to the bitchyness of your friends circle and I've had enough.
Adam: Why do I have to always come up with alternatives? I do not want the world to revolve around me. You are being absolutely ridiculous. Have fun with your circle. They'll be great til they go back to Japan. Peace.
Me: Oh my god, more of this shit! You are so full of insecurities it's impossible for you to be friends with someone without latching onto them for dear life. All I wanted was a simple fucking friendship without all this shit thrown in but you can't go two days without acting all butthurt over some shit that I didn't do for you that I wouldn't even do for my best fucking friend. You see what people mean when they call you dramatic?? No, not dramatic, needy is the word I'm looking for. And to be honest I got tired of it a long fucking time ago.
Adam: Ditto.
(The next day)
Adam: If you want a truce, I'm willing to work it out.
Adam: Let me know when you're home and I'll come get my shit.
Adam: You home?
Me: Home.
Adam: Too late...
Adam: What's the situation, duder?
Me: Waiting for you to come pick up your shit.
Adam: Not tonight.
Adam: Pick a Beatles song: "We Can Work It Out" or "Let It Be"
Adam: I'm sorry if I have hurt you. I never intended to fight with you.
Me: Right dude. I was more annoyed than hurt by any of this. Tired of everything being a huge issue. I told you that before. That is all.
Adam: It wasn't a huge issue though... I was not trying to make it into one. You extrapolated it into one and then we both fed off of it.
Me: No more! Please for fuck's sake. I'm tired of this shit. And you clearly can't get enough of it. Get your shit and then leave me alone.
Adam: Wow. You take everything as 'drama'. I'll get it tomorrow.
Adam: Talk to me on AIM for 5 minutes and then block me after.
(Talk talk talk...nothing resolved)
Adam: If it makes any difference, I'm very sorry that I said most of what I said. I have said my piece, the ball is in your court. You still remain one of my favorite people.
(Next day)
Adam: 5:45 work?
Me: No. I'll let you know.
Adam: K well I'll be busy rest of day prob. I don't want to argue about anything. My stress has shot through the roof today.
(Next day)
Adam: Home?
Adam: Home now?
(November 2, 2009)
Adam: Let me know when works for you. I am leaving Seattle so you won't have to worry about running into me. Go, you.
Let me just say, this is a stunning victory for me, as I simply don't give a shit, I'm relieved that I don't have to spend any more time with this whiny crybaby, and I'm even more relieved that he's apparently "leaving" Seattle! Although he's been talking about leaving for the past three months now and it could just be another ploy to inspire pity or sympathy in me. Unfortunately for him, it hasn't worked. Enjoy Denver, bitch!