Dreams
The dreams that have been haunting me - nearly every time I'd go to sleep for the last month or more - have subsided since talking with my girl friend a few nights ago about what happened. While not exactly reoccurring, they'd share a common theme of me either apologizing or somehow clearing the air between me and the friend I mentioned in an earlier post. I wouldn't have been so bothered by it all if it weren't for those nightly visions of discontent. I'd always be the one taking the steps towards a truce, and following through was hard for me, even in dreams, but a wave of peace would rush over me every time we ended up speaking in the end. Of course, every time I woke up I felt cheated. All my effort and swallowing of pride didn't really happen after all.
There were times where I tried to contact him in real life in order to put an end to it all, but he wouldn't acknowledge any of it.
Finally, I can honestly say that I don't care anymore. After seeing my girl friend on Tuesday she told me what she really thought of him. For some reason, when everyone else said he was an asshole, loser, flake, or shit-head or any other similar adjective, I only gave it some consideration, but when she said it, suddenly I believed all of it.
He sits there and judges everyone like they are below him; I only know because I've heard him. It turns out he's the one with issues. So I got tricked by a shit-head. Life goes on.
There are way hotter sociopaths that I'd rather be hung up over.
"I thought you were special
I thought you should know
But I've run out of patience
I couldn't care less"
- Shirley Manson
There were times where I tried to contact him in real life in order to put an end to it all, but he wouldn't acknowledge any of it.
Finally, I can honestly say that I don't care anymore. After seeing my girl friend on Tuesday she told me what she really thought of him. For some reason, when everyone else said he was an asshole, loser, flake, or shit-head or any other similar adjective, I only gave it some consideration, but when she said it, suddenly I believed all of it.
He sits there and judges everyone like they are below him; I only know because I've heard him. It turns out he's the one with issues. So I got tricked by a shit-head. Life goes on.
There are way hotter sociopaths that I'd rather be hung up over.
"I thought you were special
I thought you should know
But I've run out of patience
I couldn't care less"
- Shirley Manson