Feb 03, 2010 20:13
If I don't put my foot down now, there will be no respect later. He's hung up on me once, now he thinks it's acceptable.
I won't be here when he gets home, though I told him I would be if he wanted to see me. After that, I don't feel as though he wants to. I'm thinking he probably doesn't. I've become too common place to him now. I'm just a piece of furniture.
Back off, B. Give him some breathing room. Just because you're trying to figure him out and learn to gauge him better doesn't mean you need to be up his butt all the time. You have friends, go see them. Hang out with them. Love them too. This is what you've been missing, remember?
And you're being forced into a situation now where you're the party pooper. You're not a party pooper! You got dragged out of a party, drunk off your ass while yelling for a hot hockey player to "get on this!".
You've slapped the bag, ON TWO SEPARATE OCCASSIONS! You've take alcohol to a convention! You put a watermelon on your head for 20 bucks and took your shirt off! You flashed Roland! You've had sex in the back of a compact car without tinted windows! You own lingerie! You can unfasten pants with your teeth!
You've got a nice ass!
You've sung karaoke! You dance with strangers, you dance with friends, you get laid when you want to, people enjoy your company!
YOU ARE NOT A PARTY POOPER
You make people laugh!
You're the liveliest person at your job!
I'm tired of people thinking they can just walk all over me. And I'm especially tired of bending over backwards for people that don't even want to help themselves. I hope this will do him good.
Not tonight - pissed
Not tomorrow - Jerry's
Not Friday - Werewolf
Absence makes the heart grow fonder.