Wasted memories...
I think I've finally able to like... close that chapter.
I admit, it is really fucking painful to digest 6 years of friendship and 1 year or so worth of a relationship and find it to be a waste of nothing. I guess when I finally realized and saw for myself, that Norm really doesn't give a shit about me... it was easier for me to adjust. It's going to be very hard, because I forgive and forget so quickly...
But yea, I'm tired of him playing with my heart. Tell me he loves me for a year, tells me he doesn't, tells me he does, tells me he doesn't. Good God, Norm, do you honestly think that I'm at your disposal? Whatever, he's decided that his friendship with Danielle is a lot more important that trying to put effort into making OUR friendship work.
I'm tired of this whole situation. Austin is out of the question, now. Unless I can find someone else to move with me... there's no way in hell I'm moving to another city alone. Oh well... I guess I'll have to learn one day never to trust something that pees standing, walks upright with 2 legs, and has a mysterious package smackin their ass if they run.
All those memories... gone to nothing. It's so fucking depressing, and I'm tired of crying about it. I can't even fuction at work... haven't really eaten or slept for the past week or so. Good outweighs the bad, but apparently, I'm not good enough. And apparently, I was never and have never been good enough.
I admit, it is really fucking painful to digest 6 years of friendship and 1 year or so worth of a relationship and find it to be a waste of nothing. I guess when I finally realized and saw for myself, that Norm really doesn't give a shit about me... it was easier for me to adjust. It's going to be very hard, because I forgive and forget so quickly...
But yea, I'm tired of him playing with my heart. Tell me he loves me for a year, tells me he doesn't, tells me he does, tells me he doesn't. Good God, Norm, do you honestly think that I'm at your disposal? Whatever, he's decided that his friendship with Danielle is a lot more important that trying to put effort into making OUR friendship work.
I'm tired of this whole situation. Austin is out of the question, now. Unless I can find someone else to move with me... there's no way in hell I'm moving to another city alone. Oh well... I guess I'll have to learn one day never to trust something that pees standing, walks upright with 2 legs, and has a mysterious package smackin their ass if they run.
All those memories... gone to nothing. It's so fucking depressing, and I'm tired of crying about it. I can't even fuction at work... haven't really eaten or slept for the past week or so. Good outweighs the bad, but apparently, I'm not good enough. And apparently, I was never and have never been good enough.