{415} *...If all ya have is leavin', I'm gonna need a better reason to write you a love song...*
Wow. 3 weeks. That would be the shortest amount of time that A.M.F. and I were "a couple." Whatever. I'm so tired of his bullshit.
Supposedly, I'm not fun anymore. I don't laugh at everything like I used to. Well, no shit. I grew up. I grew up mostly b/c he wanted me to! I would've done anything to make him happy, but everything I did seemed to make him even less satisfied with me. I changed for him and then he goes and complains about the person he turned me into! I'm tired of it. If he's not happy it's his own damn fault. He can't be pleased. Whatever I do, it's never enough. Why do I let him do this to me?!
I quit. I give up on Love. I always seem to end up at the wrong end of things. If I can't keep the person I love, the one person I believed was "the one" in love with me, then how the hell is anyone else going to love me and stay in love with me? At this rate, I will end up being the crazy dog lady; old and alone.
I can't stand him. He's so juvenile, yet he believes that he is the most mature person to ever walk the face of this earth. He can't make up his damned mind; he doesn't even know what he wants from life. Hell...I know what I want, and I'm out there to get it. He needs to get his shit together.
I guess the Valentine's Day card I bought was a complete waste of money. God damn it anyway.
*sigh*
I don't know if this is a "break" or an "end." He never said it was a "break," he just said "I can't do this anymore. I don't feel anything is left between us." So I guess it's permanent. He said we might come together again in the future, but not now.
I hope that when that future moment comes along, he feels SO very sorry for ever letting me go. I hope he finds me happy with someone else and feels a tinge of pain and jealousy...at least a fraction of the pain he's caused me recently. I want him to realize what he's missing without me in his life. I hope he feels that hopeless feeling that I feel now. I will be happy. Even without him, I will be happy. And he'd better be 100% sure of what he wants the next time he comes knocking at my door...if there is a next time.
I hate men.
Enough rambling.
I hope your life is going better than mine at the moment.
Love:
~PisceanRocker~
Supposedly, I'm not fun anymore. I don't laugh at everything like I used to. Well, no shit. I grew up. I grew up mostly b/c he wanted me to! I would've done anything to make him happy, but everything I did seemed to make him even less satisfied with me. I changed for him and then he goes and complains about the person he turned me into! I'm tired of it. If he's not happy it's his own damn fault. He can't be pleased. Whatever I do, it's never enough. Why do I let him do this to me?!
I quit. I give up on Love. I always seem to end up at the wrong end of things. If I can't keep the person I love, the one person I believed was "the one" in love with me, then how the hell is anyone else going to love me and stay in love with me? At this rate, I will end up being the crazy dog lady; old and alone.
I can't stand him. He's so juvenile, yet he believes that he is the most mature person to ever walk the face of this earth. He can't make up his damned mind; he doesn't even know what he wants from life. Hell...I know what I want, and I'm out there to get it. He needs to get his shit together.
I guess the Valentine's Day card I bought was a complete waste of money. God damn it anyway.
*sigh*
I don't know if this is a "break" or an "end." He never said it was a "break," he just said "I can't do this anymore. I don't feel anything is left between us." So I guess it's permanent. He said we might come together again in the future, but not now.
I hope that when that future moment comes along, he feels SO very sorry for ever letting me go. I hope he finds me happy with someone else and feels a tinge of pain and jealousy...at least a fraction of the pain he's caused me recently. I want him to realize what he's missing without me in his life. I hope he feels that hopeless feeling that I feel now. I will be happy. Even without him, I will be happy. And he'd better be 100% sure of what he wants the next time he comes knocking at my door...if there is a next time.
I hate men.
Enough rambling.
I hope your life is going better than mine at the moment.
Love:
~PisceanRocker~