"you either die a hero, or you live long enough to see youself become the villian"
At the moment I'm bored, so I figured venting about what has been bothering me the past few days will be most productive.
Greg Diamond is my best friend. He has been for as long as I can remember. And yes, we were too cudly on the bus for the band trip last weekend. I just don't see how one boy, who I used to consider a good friend, could be convinced that I would cheat. I am completely and pathetically in love with Daniel Scott Eliassof. No one else. This other person, let's call him "Shit", knows so so much about my relationship that I just don't understand how he could ever think something like that of me. I've never cheated on anyone in the past, and I've been with Dan for 2 years and 4 months as of tomorrow. I had countless opportunities to cheat over the summer with 2 extremely attractive older guys, but yet I never even though twice about it, because I know where my heart lies. If I had any desire to cheat, wouldn't I have cheated by now? How dare "shit" think so little of me.
Although I didn't want to start anything, because I knew it wasn't worth the effort, I sent a text to "shit" attempting to get him to acknowledge how much he hurt and offended me. I wrote it, then saved it and waited 15 minutes before sending to ensure that I didn't say anything stupid. He never responded. The next day, Greg tells me that "shit" told him about the text message. "Shit" didn't even have the balls to text me back. I wasn't expecting a personal confrontation or even a phone call. A simple text message of him acknowledging that he cannot treat his friends like this. But yet, he still would bet money that I am going to cheat on Dan.
I don't understand people. I don't understand how he can judge my relationship without looking at his own. Even from the outside looking in, you can tell it is based on nothing. She is crazy about him. But look into "shit"'s eyes when he is talking about her and you see nothing. Nothing like what anyone can see when you look into mine when I talk about Dan. It doesn't matter that I am naturally flirty with the boy that I have been best friend's with since elementary school. There is only one guy I want to be with.
"Remember, if there is one singular theme to life it's this, and I could write a whole novel about it if you asked me to: People are stupid." ~Greg Diamond
Greg Diamond is my best friend. He has been for as long as I can remember. And yes, we were too cudly on the bus for the band trip last weekend. I just don't see how one boy, who I used to consider a good friend, could be convinced that I would cheat. I am completely and pathetically in love with Daniel Scott Eliassof. No one else. This other person, let's call him "Shit", knows so so much about my relationship that I just don't understand how he could ever think something like that of me. I've never cheated on anyone in the past, and I've been with Dan for 2 years and 4 months as of tomorrow. I had countless opportunities to cheat over the summer with 2 extremely attractive older guys, but yet I never even though twice about it, because I know where my heart lies. If I had any desire to cheat, wouldn't I have cheated by now? How dare "shit" think so little of me.
Although I didn't want to start anything, because I knew it wasn't worth the effort, I sent a text to "shit" attempting to get him to acknowledge how much he hurt and offended me. I wrote it, then saved it and waited 15 minutes before sending to ensure that I didn't say anything stupid. He never responded. The next day, Greg tells me that "shit" told him about the text message. "Shit" didn't even have the balls to text me back. I wasn't expecting a personal confrontation or even a phone call. A simple text message of him acknowledging that he cannot treat his friends like this. But yet, he still would bet money that I am going to cheat on Dan.
I don't understand people. I don't understand how he can judge my relationship without looking at his own. Even from the outside looking in, you can tell it is based on nothing. She is crazy about him. But look into "shit"'s eyes when he is talking about her and you see nothing. Nothing like what anyone can see when you look into mine when I talk about Dan. It doesn't matter that I am naturally flirty with the boy that I have been best friend's with since elementary school. There is only one guy I want to be with.
"Remember, if there is one singular theme to life it's this, and I could write a whole novel about it if you asked me to: People are stupid." ~Greg Diamond