Nov 16, 2006 13:33
Guess what? When I say no, I don't really mean yes. I'm not being coy. I mean no. No does actually mean "no, really. I'm not in the mood to fool around/have sex/whatever" in my world. You asked to be part of it, so start learning.
And when you do actually coax me into messing around with you, I feel bad afterwards because I didn't want to do it. Yes, there was part of me that enjoyed it. But for the most part, I really hate myself afterwards when you do that. It makes me feel low and like I have no qualms about what I do, and that is not me. I like going home satisfied with myself emotionally, and lately I haven't been doing that.
And didn't we talk about this earlier, when I said I didn't want this relationship to devolve into just sex? Yeah, that's what I thought. And hmm, doesn't sound like someone was listening. What ticks me off even more is how you even said you didn't want to do it just before you started pushing and grabbing and whispering in my ear. This is not the way to win my heart, by the by.
I do care about you. I just wish you would listen. Yes, even when you're drinking. You're even worse when you've been drinking, as last night evidenced.
Rant off.
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